After five months of being cold most of the time, on Friday I experienced a rare and wonderful sensation: warmth. In my drafty, poorly insulated apartment. Without several layers of clothing, the heat turned up to unaffordable levels, or my little space heater dutifully forcing frozen electrons to burst out of their happy orbits.
In fact, I was even a tiny bit hot.
Of course, Saturday and Sunday were back to chilly, rainy, and gray.
But I'll take what I can get. Besides, the proliferation of bugs in my apartment can only signal that spring is on its way.
About Me
- Anny Case
- I'm a professor at Gonzaga University in the School of Education. I love talking and teaching about language, literacy, and culture. For the past two decades, I've been lucky enough to work in immigrant and refugee education.
3 comments:
I cannot echo this sentiment more!
On Friday it was like there was actually hope in the world.
Yes,
I even got a sunburn! I guess that happens when your pale.
Ah! Warmth! I experienced the same joy here only to be rudely interrupted with a flurry of snow the next few days!
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