i went with Alyssia for the first time to see how to get to Emrie's School. I am second on the Call List. If contact can't be made with Alyssia, there is me. It was not as i imagined. A great sprawling school. Kindergartens are in front. There is a kind of courtyard with benches for waiting. The entire street is filled with cars waiting to pick up kids. Some people park and walk to the courtyard as we did. and wait. Something tells the Inside , like a bell? what? that it's time and the door swings open and they file out, so orderly, to come around to stand against the fence of the courtyard till their "person" arrives,
i could have been there for hours just watching it all unfold. How parents or caregivers came, how they Were, how they looked and if i could have, i would have struck up conversations with all of them...found out something. And then....all the kids. All the kids, in the short moments, there were so many individual STORIES of kids I would have asked them things
been amazed at the Humanity of it all. In the lead was the substitute teacher, Ms. John Emrie says. Like Ms. Johnson, but not as much she says. She leads. look at her posture. She leads. Emrie is 3rd in the line.
it was Beauty Full...this simple thing of Kindergarten pick up that i took so much for granted with my own kids, with my grandkids, but now...watching Emrie....a WHOLE OTHER THING I am watching humanity in 2022 California, United States of America Planet Earth.
found and stitched. Top left. Jude. 9 patch.
