Mar 16

Mar 16 Slice of Life: Anything is Something... #SOL21

I notice he hasn’t said much in the small group. He commented and asked questions of his friends but didn’t contribute his thoughts or ideas. I notice he has been writing the entire time.

A message pops up: This Breakout room will be closing in 30 seconds.

I message the teacher.

Can K and I stay in the breakout room for a few minutes? I want to check in with him.

🤙

As the group virtually heads back to the whole class lesson I begin,

Hey, K, I noticed you were doing a lot of writing during the small group. Do you want to share your ideas with me?

No. I was only drawing. It not really anything.

Drawing is writing. Anything is something.

I wait.

Slowly he turns the page. I move my face as close to that small circle as I can.

Could you hold it closer to your camera? There are details I cannot see.

He moves it closer. I take in all that is there. The profoundness of his text.

Wow. You captured so much. Do you want to tell me about it or is a wordless text?

Right now, it feels wordless. I don’t know how to put it into words. I know I should be happy we are going back to school full time. I know I should be excited to see my friends and be in my classroom.

He looks down and continues, It’s just, I know it’s weird, but I think I might miss this space. I am used to being at home. I am used to my little sister and cat popping in class and eating lunch with my family. I am worried about going back to school. How will we start all over again? Will it feel different? There are parts of me that want to be in each place, so I drew myself kind of split up. I know it’s been so long, but now if feels like it is all happening so fast.