the day had arrived, our presentations. a nervous energy filled the room. we decided to meet in our classroom and go over last minute details for the presentations. Anndee gave us a slew of information before we walked to the Whitman Center ranging from memoir books to read and writing groups to connect with. she handed each of us a postcard and asked us to jot down some words about how the 2 weeks at aTi had been. what inspired us? what made us feel good? what would we like to remember? she collected the postcards and told us that when we least expected, she would send these postcards to us as a reminder. perfect, i thought. what a lovely way to be reminded of our spirits and how important it is to replenish, learn and be challenged.
we packed up our belongings and walked, like a pack, to The Walt Whitman Arts Center where we would reveal, open up and let others in with our words. what a wonderful 2 weeks. now nerves set in. but the readings would go beautifully and both poets and memoir writers shared of their souls.
an offer of an apple for the teacher's pet
together we rise
Whitman
windows on Camden
the class tests out the microphone
let's dance!
an offer of an apple for the teacher's pet
together we rise
Whitman
windows on Camden
the class tests out the microphone
let's dance!
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