Today’s sky is a delicate blue with wisps of fair weather clouds lacing through it. The air soft, and warm, wrapping around me like a quilt. I have to squint at the sunlight. Outside I’m watching a pair of robins hopping through the grass.

My students are more alive than they’ve been in weeks, full of energy, bouncing from one thing to the next.

One of them asks me what I’m looking at

“The robins,” I reply.

“Robins?” he asks. “What’s a robin?”

I sigh.

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