This morning, I listened to a shared reading from my friend, Dr. Nicolette James. She read the picture book Listen by Holly McGee. You can listen and respond here, if you like.
Here is what I wrote:
"Your air is mine" struck me. Maybe because I just read something about how the Corona virus can live in the air for 3 hours. Maybe because now it is undeniable that we are all connected- that what affects one affects all.
I'm reading Facebook posts where kids are seen playing basketball together in packs. The parents posting are angry- we are supposed to all be keeping our distance. Wouldn't we all like to sit in a restaurant with a friend again, hug our mom, cheer in the stands at a sporting event? Why do some people think the rules don't apply to them?
It makes me think of what I used to say to the kids chatting on my line in the hall while the other kids were quiet. Everyone wants to chat, but the ones who are listening and practicing self control don't. The whole class suffers as we all stand and wait for the chatty ones to realize why we aren't moving.
It's like that now. We are all in it together. We all need to do our part. Your air is mine.
Kathleen Neagle Sokolowski