My sophomores (okay, not all of them) made me a dandelion crown today. I was on my prep, walking down the big staircase with huge windows, and someone was waving to me from outside on the lawn. I walked out to say hello (it was a physics class, and most of the kids in it are in my English class), and MH was weaving the most stable and lovely flower wreaths. She presented one to me, put it right on my head. Another kid handed me a bunch of dandelions, fisted as though he was three years old handing his mom the pretty yellow flowers from the grass. I put the bunch into my overalls pocket (I’m nothing if not a professional dresser) and now my bibs are stained yellow. I’m here for it. Such happy sharing. Such happy color. Such lovely kids.
