Everyone doesn’t go to my school……

My school is the world around me…….. the streets…… the neighborhoods….. the parks……the people that I cross paths with.
I take it in and chew on it…. describe it……feel it and pay attention to how the contact influences and affects me.

I’m in it not around it……….could never imagine testing the temperature of the pool…. If I’m going in…..I’m going in. The woman pushing the stroller with nothing in it……. Interests me………the man selling day old flowers interests me …….. the man peddling a bicycle with everything he owns fascinates me and I long to hear his story.
There is so much to learn and witness in this classroom called the world……and I am working on breaking my last attendance record……….yesterday, by enjoying and experiencing what this day has to offer…….

ttucro/ exchange student