Most Wonderful
Tuesday, September 5 at 5:29 a.m.
Just a note to wish everyone - teachers, would-be teachers, and students - who are and will be going (or going back) to school over the next little bit.

A new school term - like a new year, or a new day - brings with it that expectation of something wonderful just waiting o'er the horizon, waiting to be seen and felt and met and known.

So here's to fresh starts and second chances.

We're Going to Be Friends
The White Stripes
From the album White Blood Cells

Fall is here, hear the yell
back to school, ring the bell
brand new shoes, walking blues
climb the fence, books and pens
I can tell that were going to be friends

Walk with me, Suzy Lee
through the park and by the tree
we will rest upon the ground
and look at all the bugs we found
then safely walk to school
without a sound

Well here we are, no one else
we walked to school all by ourselves
there's dirt on our uniforms
from chasing all the ants and worms
we clean up and now its time to learn

Numbers, letters, learn to spell
nouns, and books, and show and tell
at playtime we will throw the ball
back to class, through the hall
teacher marks our height
against the wall

And we don't notice any time pass
we don't notice anything
we sit side by side in every class
teacher thinks that I sound funny
but she likes the way you sing

Tonight I'll dream while in my bed
when silly thoughts go through my head
about the bugs and alphabet
and when I wake tomorrow Ill bet
that you and I will walk together again
'cause I can tell that were going to be friends

Something new tomorrow.
woo we likesies.