Becoming learned

My days are getting pretty busy again, so I thought I'd blog while I have a moment.
I'm excited to begin teaching Godly Play. This Sunday will be my first Sunday to teach. I chose to teach the younger ones, but I'm not really sure what the game plan is for this week. Last week it was mixed ages and only a couple of the kids were under 6. It's supposed to be a 3-6 class, but I guess if we don't have enough we'll make it 3-?

I've been reading the manual and hope to ready to roll on Sunday.
Sean seems to be liking his new school. I think it's going well. I talked with another mom in the parking lot this morning and we both shared some things we believe could be improved upon, but overall we think it's going well.

The school is located in an area that is different from what we're used to. For instance, a Med Flight helicopter landed in the field above the school last week to pick up a shooting victim. The shooting victim was not shot on school grounds, but only a few blocks away or so. (I thought it was some gang thing, or some type of domestic incident, but it turns out he was shot by police.) The field at the school was the closest one for the helicopter to make a landing. I was standing outside waiting for the bell to ring when the principal came out to inform the parents who were waiting what was about to happen.

The Medic One, a fire truck or two and some police vehicles were on the other side of the school. We watched the helicopter land. It took off without the victim, so I knew it was probably bad news.
I'm not saying that something like that can't happen where we live, because it certainly can. But the street that occurred on is known for some questionable activity. It's a city. Things happen.

And in contrast, crickets are chirping as I sit here writing. I enjoy listening. I love living where there is plenty of grass, quiet nights, and where we can see a billion stars when the skies are clear.  During the Perseid meteor shower I drove out in the darkest dark of our area to see if we could watch it. It's pretty dark here, but there is a small shopping center not far from our house. Where I drove there were no street lights, and it was late, so there was no traffic. That was a good thing, because I was sort of driving in circles trying to find a particular viewing spot that I knew would be great. I couldn't find it.

It was so dark out there I couldn't tell where I was, so I found a familiar road and we stopped in a gravel area and got out. We missed most of it, but Sean saw a few of them streak across the sky.

As we drove home today a black lab was riding in the back seat of the car in front of us. I watched as he sat looking out the window. He wasn't hanging his head out, but sat there like a person just looking out to the left once in a while, then straight ahead. I wondered what he was thinking.