Daydreaming

Bike route from my new town, Wollbach, to BFA We’ve become so used to looking down at the earth from above.  At the spiny knuckles of mountains or shrew blue oceans, we look from plane windows at places we’ll never land.  The view from European flights is patchy, agricultural collages far more intricate than those…

Bright Things (Come to Confusion)

Swift as a shadow, short as any dream; Brief as the lightning in the collied night… And ere a man hath power to say ‘Behold!’ The jaws of darkness do devour it up: So quick bright things come to confusion. A Midsummer Night’s Dream (I, i) I am ending the Ingraham ninth grade year with…

My Teachers

On a warm May Saturday evening, we sit down around the table in my parents’ dining room.  Five couples, the parents of my friends and peers, they form a small group at Bethany Community Church.  On Saturday night, they welcomed me as a guest speaker, giving me the floor for a few minutes to share…

Steps

To algebra problems that threatened to keep me in the seventh grade, then the mysterious day when I understood that mere mortals didn’t see the whole problem at once. They knew only the first step.