I work a paycheck-job, as a middle school librarian. Which means that once a year, I am pulled out of my library to serve as a testing monitor, for the two weeks of standardized tests the state requires of our children.
The first portion of the day sees me running up and down halls, fetching supplies for test administrators, carrying messages to principals, making sure students are where they’re supposed to be, and other delightful activities. I’m fairly certain I’ve walked halfway to Mordor in the last three days. The end of the testing day is more of the same, but backwards. Well, except for the walking – that I do facing forwards no matter what time it is. 😀 The middle is peaceful. I have to sit in my assigned hallway and make sure things are blissfully quiet. I have a folding papa-san chair I bring for just this purpose, and I usually bring a book.
I have never been one who particularly liked writing longhand. The word processor is infinitely preferable, to me. Trouble is that here I am with a huge chunk of empty time first thing in the morning, and I can’t bring my laptop with me. (It’s a security issue.) So today, I had the wild notion to grab a handful of paper, and a pen, and see what came of it.
Y’all, when the smoke cleared, I had written ten pages of longhand. And I managed to get my characters out of a boat they’ve been in for days. When I reached a stopping place, I just sat in my chair for a few minutes, staring at all the pages, and silently cheering. I had no idea I could let myself go so easily with a pen and paper. It’s been a very long time since I even tried.
Yesterday I was begging God to let the testing end soon. Now, I’m restocking my clipboard for next time.
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