My check in question for my students the last two days has been "what is your favorite thing about fall?" Fall is, without a doubt, my favorite season so the question really just allowed me to get excited about everything they said. There were the usual answers, the colors, Halloween, wearing scarves... And then one student said "I like the Mississippi, when you cross it an you can see colors on all sides" and though I had agreed with every answer before that, that answer was my favorite. I have an hour commute to work and one of the ways that I make it bearable for myself is the moment I take everyday when the bus crosses the river. I pause whatever I'm doing and I take a look over both sides of the bridge. The Twin Cities aren't as beautiful as Chicago is to me, but that moment makes it a real competition. There's something amazing about crossing such an important body of water twice a day.
My mother suspects that I might be a river person, that I'm drawn to water. Approaching graduation a friend said that we were drawn to rivers at this time because they just continue to travel, as they have forever, without putting too much effort into thinking of where they are going. We aspired to be rivers.
love,
hannah
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