For example, when I learned about the explosions about
Boston, one side of me was horrified. My
best friend was two blocks away from it.
The other was logically beginning to see that social media of this time
brings the stressful information to you live, as it’s happening, and the news
stations can’t even promise anything won’t be graphic. I thought of Mathew Brady’s art gallery of
war during the Civil War. Or television
coverage during Vietnam. What a shock to
our collective system.
This is the emotion and logic living side by side that I
wrote about before. Sometimes, obviously
though, it is just too much thought for the present, real, hard to understand
moment. The order of the day then
becomes, on some level, to find the filter and shut this down.
Monday was a complete shock.
I am grateful though to say that one of my closest friends ran the
Boston Marathon, and she is safe. I
continue to look to Jesus. I’m also grateful
for Mr. Rogers’ mom who said this great thing about people who help in tragedy.
Who knows when she really said that, but it’s spreading like wildfire right
now.
Yesterday I proctored standardized tests for six hours. With middle schoolers. The day ended with a discipline issue and a
visit to the principal. Super fun. (Not.)
I do not like it when teachers complain
over and over and over about standardized testing. But I will just say it is completely
mind-numbing. I am going to do my very best today to go with the flow for seven
more hours. And think sunny thoughts
despite the great suspension of the muck of March.
In an effort to quell internal dissonance, I will finally
instead think these thoughts.
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