“Sin pan.” “El ruido.” My patient teacher, who does not do
art, articulates carefully and slowly. I write in Spanish and in English in
blue paint upon the news print sheet employed to make clean up go faster. And
upon careful questioning, he tells of his child’s long desert journey with his
father and the coyote towards the promise of a better life.
German constriction paper Christmas Bells remembered from a
5th grade teacher. The grateful story of a 6th grade teacher who could see the
considerable gifts of intellect and empathy in the shy, quiet girl; the same
teacher who struggled to maintain order with the active, talkative boys. Hot
dogs and diet coke along the third baseline at Wrigley.
A mixed-media Santa with a white glitter nose and matching
left thumb sliding down a pink and purple crayon chimney carrying in his acrylic
paint sack a purple teddy bear.
“Sing aloud, O
daughter Zion; shout, O Israel! Rejoice and exult with all your heart, O
daughter Jerusalem! The Lord has
taken away the judgments against you, he has turned away your enemies. The king
of Israel, the Lord, is in your midst; you shall fear disaster no
more. On that day it shall
be said to Jerusalem: Do not fear, O Zion; do not let your hands grow weak. The Lord, your God, is in your midst, a warrior who gives
victory; he will rejoice over you with gladness, he will renew you in his love;
he will exult over you with loud singing as
on a day of festival. I will remove disaster from you, so that you will not
bear reproach for it. I
will deal with all your oppressors at that time. And I will save the lame and
gather the outcast, and I will change their shame into praise and renown in all
the earth. At that time I will bring
you home, at the time when I gather you; for I will make you renowned and
praised among all the peoples of the earth, when I restore your fortunes before
your eyes, says the Lord.” (Zephaniah 3:14-20)
Advent fragments
gathered the Saturday before the 3rd Sunday in Advent: Advent from
the Underside.
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