i saw seeds. walnuts maybe. but not really any trees. i saw many open minds and i saw eagerness and willingness. but then i saw truth. i saw frustration and anger. i saw hard-workers but i also saw some giving up. i saw can’t. i saw complaints. i saw my own faults but i also saw growth. i saw laughter. and i saw more laughter. i saw strange books by strange authors filled with strange pages and strange words and stranges letters and stranges symbols and i saw very strange faces. i saw that strange wasn’t so strange, except maybe sometimes… maybe not. i saw that lost is not a bad place to be. i saw questions. i saw disagreement. i saw opposing and unique insights. i saw determination and i saw patience and concern. i saw the class trying to help each other… i saw learners become teachers. i saw brains and minds and hearts at work and i saw changing, although i saw some stubbornness as well. i saw honesty. i saw peace. i saw some failure and i saw some knowledge. i saw rain pour past the old, ivy-covered windows on cloudy days. then i saw green. i saw small trees and i saw great trees… i saw trees of different shapes and colors, and i saw beauty. i saw bullshit. i saw theories. i saw thoughts. i saw little pieces of myself. i saw genious. i saw imperfections and in them i saw art. i saw something i loved. i saw my mind open up like whoa. i saw lands i had never imagined and things i would have never thought up. i never saw the endless possibilites… until now. i saw a glimpse of the future i think.
—dana zions
