There's something mystical about the moon on morning waters and the way the camera picks up the scene and bathes it in false light. I know little about apertures and things like that. I don't even know how to spell apertures, but the spell check didn't red me, so it may be in the ball park. The sky appears brighter in the picture than it was that morning, and the moon is smaller.
That's how I feel this evening, like bright light and shrinking moons. My arbitration is finally over, and I did not win in any legal sense.
However, I won't say I lost because I know I followed a road less traveled. That will make all the difference. Small stones make ripples that reach the edge of the lake eventually.
The district lied in their brief about conversations and situations. I don't like that about them.Our brief was factual. After I read the draft of my brief, my lawyer changed anything in it that I felt could be misleading or false. I like that about me. Aside from that, this afternoon, my immediate sorrow upon hearing the news was strong, and I wept because I don't want teachers to be afraid to speak up for practices they know get positive results and defy trite curriculum, and I feel the outcome of my case will hurt that cause. I want our students to be given every opportunity to learn the value of real world writing across the curriculum and not FCAT writing, and I thought of this case as a milestone in that direction. I know now I was naive about much, and I don't know if anyone cares since silence is golden. It appears my ego is taking over this conversation, so I'll close.
Ah well, in spite of warped appearances and bruised egos, I know that "justice will shine like the sun."
Just not in a way that's visible today...hence, the moon.
Peace. All is well. Thank you for your support. Thank you,God, for the mystery of it all.
Love, Linda
