We need spring break.
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This sounds like MY day yesterday. I think they’ve lost their minds. Hopefully those rocks will be back out in the sun after spring break.
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Let that be true!
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Love your poem. Here’s hoping when spring arrives on Monday that the spring weather will, too!
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I love the, “Speak with Good Purpose;” so powerful. Great little poem reminder. The graphic is beautiful, and the ending resolved it beautifully.
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I’m so glad to know I’m not the only one. The painful honesty of this post hit a chord with me. Sometimes I put so much pressure the write about something hopeful for others to read. Then I am reminded by posts like this to write real life things. I’m so sorry your yesterday was yuck! But thanks for reminding me to stay true to life in my writing.
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That used to happen to us in February! I’d have to do a unit on kindness and friendship or cooperation! I thought I would go crazy! But maybe it was just because our kindness rocks were buried under the snow!
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Oh dear, y’all are definitely in need of Spring Break.
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great poem—although I’m sorry about your day! the kindness rocks are awesome, though. Here’s hoping that they will be uncovered soon! 😉
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Beautiful. There have been times when those kindness rocks are definitely not around.
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