Burnt beans. Sprinklers left on overrnight. Gate left open. Words flowing like gravel.
Yesturday was a rough day. And not even a Monday. I am still trying to figure out what happened but am finding comfort that Ms. Hiro thought to turn off the beans before the kitchen burned down, Mr. G turned off the sprinklers and replaced the timer, no pigs unleashed garden mayhem and kids are forgiving (most the time).
No damage done on Yesturday, my most uncoordinated day teaching garden ever. I reason one day out of four years isn't bad. Fun and learning happened; the kids mowed the beans I managed to re-spice to smoky perfection; the garden needed a deep watering. All is still well in the Wonder Gardens.
I've always wanted to record shifting moods. There are days where the children as a whole seem to be asleep or out of control. When campus is loud as a circus or mellow as a nap. Is it the moon? Or the universe? Or the water?
The craziest garden class I ever taught happened 15 minutes before a lightning storm actually struck the school. It was the only time an entire 1/2 grade garden class was so unruly with their tools that I made them put down their weapons and sit on their hands. The bolt that struck our back fence reminded me that there are monumental albeit invisible forces affecting our bodies and actions. Maybe kids go crazy because their bodies feel the electricity in the air. Maybe I spend a day tripping over myself because of some planetary shift I don't even know is happening. Maybe students are lazy because the tides are swelling.
It is easy to forget that we are all part of nature. Wheather we can identify the effects and cycles of gravity and the moon, water and our bodies, or storms and human activity isn't as important as acknowledging that universal forces are there; just as much part of nature as burnt beans and ferel pigs.
Krista Joan says:
My mission is to teach, train, and testify in resistance to the white supremacy of my ancestors. My personal choices are political, powerful, and practical. Let's trash waste.