Ten.One Thousand, Six Hundred & Eighty-Nine
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Tired. Yes.
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I think I’ve already had too much coffee.
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Monday morning meeting bliss.
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I tell her that even with how stressful the mornings can be, I am grateful that I get to take my kids to school every day.
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She starts talking and I go from confusion to excitement to relief. I take the phone downstairs so he can listen to what she is saying. “There is a meeting today, and if you can come, that would be great.”
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I walk by the building and see a group of Black people which is not something I have ever seen in this place and I am curious.
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Photoshoot on the patio. The smell of scallops. The colors of the baby pickled radishes and pea shoots.
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It wasn’t just three more parents. From the corner of my eye, I see people walking in through the doors, sitting down in chairs.
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There is one voice who says he doesn’t think it’s the school’s responsibility to teach anything but academics. But I don’t think that’s what the rest of in this room believe.
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Change is coming.
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Deep, deep gratitude.