A moment

Teacher walks a student out of the class and has him stand outside the door.

Teacher: "Now, you are going to stand here for two minutes. Tell your feet to behave so you can come back into the class."

Student (2nd grade) nods and watches teacher go back into classroom. Student is facing the wall. Student moves his attention to his feet.

Student (faithfully) pointing and commanding repeatedly: "Feet, behave. Feet behave, Feet behave feet behave."

Repeat for two minutes.

The aftermath

   This week promises to be a week of recovery from last week's constant chaos. First, the drama: the King (aka Father Michael) tied his daughter, the Princess (Me) to a tree as a sacrifice to the dragon (Alexander). But St. George (Zak) arrived just in time to free the Princess and befriend (note: not slay: this play is kid-friendly) the dragon.

The rest of the week consisted of massive amounts of homework and lesson planning and teacher meetings. Saturday, Zak and I escaped to Sausalito for a late breakfast and a walk through the quiet waterfront town. 

Yesterday, we made lunch for Holy Trinity (BLTs and potato salad--huge hit), then spent the evening at a reception for CEUSA (translation: all you can eat of elaborate appetizers and treats) with some new friends from USF who are connected to old friends from Westmont. 

This world is small and cozy and I like to snuggle into it.

A moment today

Having been kicked out of his class, a 2nd grade student walks across the eating hall and waits patiently outside the office.

Fr Irenei opens the door. 

"And what can I do for you?"

The child sighs and shakes his head.

"I was misbehaving in class."