Covered in glitter and crumbs. Waking up to maracas and fairy wings. Pockets full of rubber bands and dandelions. Buried under book piles. Dirty hands with homemade kombucha. Coffee in the rain. Waiting for that sacred scrap of silence.
Monday, October 15, 2007
Unity Lou Retton
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Oh . . my . . goodness! That girl is on the move!! Ms. U, it's a whole new world now. And your parents thank you for dusting the floor while you are at it!
1 comment:
Oh . . my . . goodness! That girl is on the move!! Ms. U, it's a whole new world now. And your parents thank you for dusting the floor while you are at it!
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