Tuesday, June 28, 2005

inside


inside
Originally uploaded by heathero.
today is the last day of school. this school with a playground that looks like a prision. the last day of shut up and i'll slap you and all those other words that make me cringe that roll off young tounges that feel no consequences of their words. they speak in a way so that others will hurt maybe just a little like they do... the last day of the subway in the early morning and days that all look the same...

will i remember what i have learned? i have given so much and now where am i left? who am i know, how have i changed? the hardest part of being in this place, the place with the playground that looks like a prision, is that you want to do so much and help so much and give so much and you do, and then you ask, does it even matter? am i blowing into the wind? will it even make the smallest difference to anyone? and then someone stops you to speak and you realize that yes, it mattered to them. you read a note from a student and you realize that yes, it mattered to her...