Thursday, February 11, 2010

After an Absence

Morning came all too quickly. Sunshine blared through the window, making his eyelids seem red. He didn't dare open his eyes, knowing the burn that would inevitably follow. Every muscle ached, and even his old scars felt new. He rubbed his chest; it felt so cold--the seasons were changing rapidly. He lifted one swollen hand to his face. A tiny ridge beneath his eye was all that remained of his last mission. Drawing his arm over his red vision, he turned away from the light. He had not felt this sluggish in months. Never had a dream been this exhausting.

After many weeks of inactivity, I return. My job is a very fulfilling one, where I feel like I'm serving a great purpose. I feel terrible about being a few minutes late every day--it's usually less than five minutes, but still... my supervising teacher is really nice about it, too. I just feel so bad that I can't manage to make it on time, no matter when it is I wake up or if my ride arrives on time.

When I get up to go to work in the morning, sometimes there's that little bug in the back of my head that goes, "not this again," but every time I find myself thinking that, I am reminded how much those kids mean to me and how lucky I am to be there working with them.

My writing faileth because my work is so exhausting that when I come home I don't feel like doing anything. I hope to remedy this--I just moved into a new room and should sleep much better, wake up earlier, and have time to do things in the morning before rushing off to the school. If I'm getting better sleep, I should be able to be more active in the evening as well.

My day, verse 12: And it came to pass that she went to the school and there worked, for the space of many hours, until she was very tired; and when it came time for lunch she was grateful that she was not working over lunch recess.
13: And verily, the children cried that day, even half of all the class cried.
14: And at P.E., the Aide was attacked from behind, being stricken by a young man's head thus, even two times, until she was distraught herself; and she was astonished by the young man's actions.
15: And yea, verily, she had to go to her favorite fast-food place in order to console herself; when she had received her food, she cried out with a loud voice, saying, "No! They got my order wrong!"
16: And thus was the girl's day uneventful, until the coming of her boyfriend on the date of his birth. And there was much rejoicing in the land.

Blasphemous, I know. But it's fun.

-Tsira

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