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Lines We Never Say

Corrie's Mom

By Rebecca T. Dickinson

Inspiration flows from the fingertips of so many fellow bloggers. I try my best to keep up, but one—of many favorites—that never fails to make me think is The View Outside. She writes about many subjects in regards to writing and literature. Reading her sketches causes me to dream of somewhere private, away from chaos, where I would just write.

In a somewhat sarcastic humor after a day with second graders—some of whom did not know what walking or sit meant—I wrote a few lines between a couple most ardently in love.

Lines We Never Say

Boy: Look at these flowers.

Girl: Ah.

Boy: You like flowers, don’t you?

Girl: They die.

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Boy: Do you like your bracelet?

Girl: Yeah.

Boy: Don’t you like the diamonds?

Girl: Sure. Diamonds are pretty.

Boy: You’re not excited.

Girl: Sure I am.

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Boy: I have something special in mind.

Girl: Tonight?

Boy: Yes, tonight.

Girl: Okay.

Boy: Okay?

Girl: Sure. (To herself) He’ll snore right after anyways.

Boy: What is it you want?

Girl: Time.

Boy: I am giving you time with me tonight.

Girl: No, time.

Boy: Time to think?

Girl: Time to write.

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Published by Corrie's Mom

They say teacher turn over is high right now, and many teachers will leave the profession in five years or less. I will enter my seventh year as a full-time teacher, and my 12th year in education after I'd started as a sub and teacher assistant. I was the student in the 1990s you did not want in your classroom because I was diagnosed with ADHD and did not know how to socialize with other kids. I was due to be tested for autism, but this was considered an ostracizing experience for a child then, especially a girl. I am a third generation teacher and author of seventeen creative works.

7 thoughts on “Lines We Never Say”

  1. Oh Rebecca, thank you so much for your kind words, I am so honoured 🙂

    You are an inspiration to me honey 🙂

    I LOVE the first piece, about the flowers, so powerful, but at the same time a sense of sadness. Brilliant!

    Xx

    Reply

    1. Thank you very much Vikki! It was so strange. I walked through the door after work, and I just thought of this little sketch of whatever it is meant to be. I thought of your sketches. I believe in giving credit where credit is due, including for inspiration.

      Thank you again!

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