And I did. For 75 minutes, Karal and hiked the Long Island Sound. The serenity so needed.
On the way back, I delivered 100s of copies of Kwame Mbalia's Black Boy Joy to CWP teachers, and took true pleasure in the smile of educators who listed the book on their Go-Fund-Me pages, in which I delivered. I love the partnership with People Get Ready.
Then, at night, I thoroughly LOVED another episode we recorded for The Write Time with Carmen Oliver and Kristin Lessard for #WriteOut. The show was all I expected and then some.
I've been at this work for 11 years, and vacations have been next to none....364 days a year it's go, go, go. Even so, there's not enough days to fit everything in. There used to be assistance for helping out, but in addition to the full-time CWP work and full-time ESTP work, I now have full-time CWP Administrative Assistance work added to the grind. I love what I do, but at some point you have to wave the flag and once again announce, "This is ridiculous."
Hence the walk. The water. The blue sky and clouds. I needed to be re-centered and as a result, I'm prioritizing and going to go see my parents this weekend. I know what's most important and that remains central to my mission in life.
There are tremendous flaws in K-12 teaching and higher education that need major change. Not sure if I will see it in my lifetime, but I can hope. As always, I'm summoning 9 to 5. The workers need to push administrations to the side so they're doing what is right. Frustrated by all the talk and zero action.
But if there's free will...
...well.
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