186 in my book, 197 in theirs
“It is time that we had uncommon schools,.....”
Sounds, 4th Paragraph.....
“My house was on the side of a hill, immediately on the edge of the larger wood,..... {goes on to talk about how nice his furniture looks outside}.”
We will be going outside to pay justice to the chapters we read today. We will Read, listen “deliberately”, sit and think, or visit with each other....
I am going to sit.....
at the end I might read Lolita.....
I did not read Lolita, instead I stood alone and listened.... It made me sad.
The only sounds I could hear were the cars on the street two buildings over, and the construction that seems to never end on a building across the way. This is a land grant school that continues to lose more and more of its actual land and it gets older.
These students around me are trying to enjoy nature, and they are, they are enjoying human nature by talking to each other. But true nature can not be had hear.... this goes against my nature.... I think I'll go participate in human nature, if not participate then observe... for that's the roll given to some of us.... some are to play the fools that live and some are to play the fools that watch the fool live... I would rather be the fool living, so here I go.
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