To speak one's mind by telling all one's heart
- Brené Brown (TED Talk: The Power of Vulnerability)
Tiny boots and cardboard blocks are strewn across the carpet.
Aleph coloring pages line the bright kindergarten tables.
The only light in the room comes from slanted window shades.
A picture book lies in my hands.
Words illuminated by blue-dusk light.
Shoulder level heads lean on me and listen.
I read a story: of friendship, love of all people, and peace.
A smattering of spectators perches on cold metal bleachers.
They dig their hands out from blankets to clap for noteworthy shots.
A yellow racquet with a pink grip is propped against the net.
An opponent paces with anticipation on the parking lot end of the court.
I've lost two matches, a coach, a set, and a game.
I pick up the racquet, skip to the baseline, and serve.
The tips of the trees are on fire: from fall and a rising sun.
Wind pummels the bare mountain top and needles through fleece jackets.
Mud and scratches coat bare legs and leaves stick out from shoe bottoms.
Clouds dodge around the sun as it breaks into the world.
I stand up and extend my arms to the sky.
Erasers bits are being tossed off tables.
Rustling of papers and reaching for pens accents the droning air conditioner.
My neighbor surveys her mind map critically.
I am more acquainted with the stress on her face than her.
Peering over, I see beautiful connections, bright colors, and analytic organization.
I tell her it's incredible. She looks surprised. Thanks me. Compliments me.
We trade book recommendations and congratulations for the remainder of the year.