Have I mentioned how much I adore book club? We read work that I love, work that I have difficulty with, and sometimes work that just isn’t up to par. I have to say I’m not too thrilled with my selection this time around. Still, after talking with Carrie this morning (sipping coffee, feeling the way-too-cool breeze off of Green Lake) I again realized how important it is to read both the good and the bad. It’s all well and good to fall in love with books, but I think it’s the ones that don’t quite work that are almost more helpful. If you can see into a book and watch its moving parts as it stumbles along it’s a bit easier to see how to fix it. Or at least, how the errors of the book can be avoided in our own collections. A flawless book works so smoothly it’s difficult to remember that it is still working.
My own progression on projects is going in starts and stops, but after a very encouraging Heroes meeting last night, talking to more amazing people at the Hugo House and helping a handful of third graders write poems yesterday I’m feeling all sorts of excited. I’m already making plans to go climbing on Sunday and the weather seems to finally be taking a warmer turn.
On a personal note, I had my final day in the classroom up at Olympic Hills Elementary. Waving goodbye to class I’ve been helping tutor was a little sad. Girls came up to hug me and ask me to stay, and as I walked toward the bus stop, past the playground, a few jogged along waving and shouting goodbye. I’ll miss them, even though I was only there for a few weeks. It’s hard to not feel like I abandoned them to the summer, and I don’t know if I’ll see any of them again, or if they’ll even remember me if I do. I feel like I was really helping a few of them, and I was even able to dazzle the boys with my X-Men knowledge. I wish them all the best.