Monday, May 19, 2008

glad moon rising

Usually I am supremely wary of the full moon. People tend to be in peculiar moods and by "people" I mean everyone but me.

Yet I faced the day, even substituting for the teacher who uses my classroom first period (meaning I had to get out of bed and be at school at least 45 minutes earlier).

I wore a new skirt confidently, not even minding the stark surprise in a student's tone when she said "You look so pretty today!"

I boldly required Leadership groups to present their projects to the class - and there was no balking. There was even, dare I say it, introspection.

My room actually has air conditioning that works, I found out today.

Stu took the kids to Science & Math Night while I stayed home and cleaned like a lunatic. [Do lunatics really clean stuff? That seems very unlikely] Laundry sorted and half finished; basketfull of lingering clean clothes folded and put away; kitchen counters cleaned; dishes in sink washed, dishwasher loaded; items dusted; floors swept; random bits of this & that put here & there [where they're supposed to go].

And while I was home growing pleased with myself, a former neighbor called to ask if her daughter could stay at our house for the night. I haven't seen the girl in five years - she was 13 when they moved far away - and now she's going to the community college in town; something uncomfortable is going down at her current residence and she needed to get away temporarily. Not only am I glad to help out, it's a joy to see her again as a grown-up young woman. And rewarding, too - I used to tutor her in math and now she tutors kids.

SHINE on, O moon of summer.
Shine to the leaves of grass, catalpa and oak,
All silver under your rain to-night.
An Italian boy is sending songs to you to-night from an accordion.
A Polish boy is out with his best girl; they marry next month; to-night they are throwing you kisses.
An old man next door is dreaming over a sheen that sits in a cherry tree in his back yard.
The clocks say I must go--I stay here sitting on the back porch drinking white thoughts you rain down.
Shine on, O moon,
Shake out more and more silver changes.
~ Carl Sandburg, "Backyard"

8 comments:

Cheri said...

What a cheery post. Lordy, I needed that today. :-)

stu said...

Let's finish off the night with a bit of howling....

Minnesota Matron said...

Thanks for the link . . . and I love the poem and image of the moon. Sometimes good things follow that full orb.

The Doggy Did It said...

I am a total slacker mom, and my house is a mess...


oh well...my tan looks great!

Lisa Milton said...

What a good Monday indeed. Ours was not that exciting, but Greg rented No Country again, to give it another shot.

Can't complain too much.

I'm still hoping to have you over for tea soon...

(And we will have plenty of fun, happy times before I move - I've got a couple months. And we aren't moving too far either. You might be inundated with Milton guests from time to time.)

Jenn @ Juggling Life said...

Putting things back where they belong makes me so happy!

Janet said...

I'm so glad you're able to help the girl :-)

scargosun said...

Lovely full moon behaviour. :) Don't look at full moons as bad, just causing a heightened sense of the world around you.

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