Tuesday, September 14, 2010

Week in Seven Words #31

It's been a while since I've seen a blackboard in use for an entire lesson or talk. I've gotten used to Powerpoint slides, to projectors and overheads, to occasional equations on whiteboard with marker - but chalk and blackboard, in a funny way I've missed it: the clack of the chalk on the board, dust rising from the erasers, all kinds of hand-writing from large and legible to white loopy scrawls that make you squint and tilt your head to the side.

The week is full of relatively major obligations, and pushing up among them are minor ones as well, like weeds thrusting up between paving stones.

The children enjoy the plastic and metal instruments. The parents, not so much.

A pink cupcake is an occasion for tears.

Weather reporters post themselves along the coast, against backdrops of agitated surf and twisting branches.

Mineola is tangy and bursts in the mouth. Sabra fruit has a sweet flesh and tiny hard seeds that try to burrow between the teeth.

An item arrives in the mail earlier than expected. With some last-minute assistance, a project prints on schedule. I catch someone I need to speak to in a two-minute window after a meeting. Small slices of time fit neatly into the week, making the week's work more manageable.