Can you feel it?
It's a pulling sensation,
like the wind on a tall cliff
or the undertow,
pulling at your arms
dragging at your clothes,
tangling your hair.
It can be scary, or chilling,
but it is also invigorating,
it makes your heart race,
and if you find your way to shelter,
out of the rush,
you miss it.
Everything seems too quiet.
Too isolated.
Too, too easy without it.
Oh yes.
It is the lure of school volunteering.
It is seductive.
It is maddening.
It is winning me over,
again.
I have ideas.
Project ideas.
Lesson ideas.
Wasn't I
dreading this just a couple of weeks ago?
Is it something in the air at our old school?
Hypnotism?
Mind control?
Or is it just the lure of being able make an impact?
I do this, plan this, make this, share this,
and I can see the ripples form.
Never mind that the undertow can pull you down until you drown,
or that the winds can topple you...
I have just one more idea,
it would be so easy,
and it will make this year better for this child.