Free Read Friday
Call it the literary equivalent of a power nap...I just wanted to rest my eyes on the pages of the book. Open. Inviting. That was the last thing I remembered.
My periphery darkened as the words on the page dissolved into the mental cinema of my imagination. I was so engrossed by the book, and had managed to completely tune out the world.
Several chapters and thirty minutes later I peer upward, towards my sixth grade reading class. Every nose deeply buried inside a book. Not a peep.
There is a kind of quiet that comes with being alone in the house on a dark night. A silent stillness. But this was the quite of 23 preadolescent bodies cramped into a classroom on a Friday afternoon. The crowded silence far exceeds that of being alone. Apparently my students were into Free Read Friday as much as I was.
It is amazing how education can take place when teachers step aside to let it happen.
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