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Today we revisit Friends of the Doctrine, jenne and ceayr over at their bloghop, the Unicorn Challenge. The way it works is this: there is a photo provided, new for the week. All are invited to write a story, one of no more than two hundred-fity words that involve/relate-to/jeez-don’t-ask the aforementioned photo.
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“…a World in a Grain of Sand.”
Miss Emily M. Haighdeann read the line with the bold trepidation commonly heard shoring up a day’s end in most new relationships, ‘I’ve had a lovely evening‘.
Standing at the front of the class, she felt an urge to close her eyes and follow the call of the poem to a place that was not a Sixth grade classroom and a time not the miraculously still painful present.
“But, but! Miss Haighdeann!” With the enthusiasm of a shipwreck survivor discovering the link between his sun-torn shirt and sails on the horizon, the boy in the back row, Seth, asked, “Is that like just one of them? One piece of sand? If it is, how could anyone find the right one?”
The eleven-year-old boy, viewed as gifted by some adults and weird by most of his classmates, usually spoke with the fluent mumble of most inwards-looking children. However, on the rare occasion something engaged his mind, he acquired a certain, tonic accent, his timbre compelling. On this particular afternoon in September, there was a presence to his voice that elevated his words above the miasma of disdain and sotto snarls of ‘what a nerd’.
With the logic of leaving Blake out of this year’s lesson plan lurking in the corner, the sixth grade teacher applied a smile to her face, ‘This is what poetry is for, Seth. To encourage us to see a distant shore and believe we know its people.”
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