- teen flirting. girl sits on the bench, one ear piece (ear bud? headphone?) connected to her IPod, in her ear, obsessively opening and shutting her cell phone to check for texts, I assume. boy stands about 4 feet away, pacing, also checking his phone, opening and shutting it, either checking the time or for texts. they talk nervously in broken sentences but have so much between them...the gadgets...just sit down and talk to each other!
- cliques: I often daydream that my kids will be in the band. in a big school like this one, the band is its own thing. they are all band geeks and I LOVE it. the hubs surely dreams of his future athletes, I want mine in the swing choir, jazz band, or school drama club.
- hormones: I remember last spring thinking that it was amazing that all of the teenagers sort of lost their minds and thought every thought from their groins. Even though we are in the dead of winter, I see it happening already. they are coupling off, staring dreamily at each other, longing for one more minute of passing time to make out.
- cliques. the adult kind. I'm more aware of the coaches suddenly. and more judgmental about them than I knew. they really are the jocks from high school. the boys grew up to be men and they still travel in packs. so giddy with their games. I think I envy that.
That's all I can recall for now. When I walk the halls, it's so much more poetic in my mind. Complete with punctuation and capitalization. Something happens between there and home. I can say this, I really love being at school. There's something about the atmosphere, the learning, the clubs, the cliques. It is exactly where I want to be.
Perhaps next week, when I walk the halls, I'll be able to remember those articulate thoughts that race through my mind. I feel lucky to work in a place that inspires me so. Even if I'm too drained afterwards to recall.