In the busy world, five minutes of calm.
Five minutes to write, think, relish, ponder, treasure.
I adore what five minute Friday does for my writing, and for my soul.
Today’s prompt is: view:
On first glances, my classroom desk chair doesn’t look like much. As I think of it here, typing away in the early morning light, it’s hard to picture….almost nondescript. Standard size, blue and black. Down at the smallest setting, so my little legs can reach the floor and so I can tuck in under the teeny tiny desks of my Year 4s when I need to pair work, mark or chat.
But that chair is magical. Because of the view I have from it.
I see boys growing over the year we spend together. The faces look a little less babyish, the limbs grow a little longer. The reactions and emotions change over the year too – from the rambunctious puppies that joined in September I now see a sea of Thornleyites when I look out across the seats. Thornleyites to a man, each one his own person with his own talents, hopes and dreams, but also now very much part of the party line of the classroom – kind, funny, thoughtful, polite. I love seeing ‘my’ boys growing up and taking on the lessons we learn together.
From my chair I can also see….forever. These boys, these little kittens, have so much ahead of them. Exams and schools and fun and adventures. I see all the things they have to look forward to and it makes me smile – here are the writers, the leaders, the lawyers, the doctors, the bankers, the artists of tomorrow. I tell them I save their cards and letters and drawings to show to The Times when they win the Nobel Peace Prize, or win the Oscar, or write their first book, or become Prime Minister. The chance to be a tiny part of the tapestry of their lives is humbling and so special.
So while I could have written about another view – of sea, of city, of mountain – instead the view that springs to mind is the view in my classroom. Of little boys learning and laughing, and the places they will go.