"Arise, cry out in the night
at the beginning of the watches!
Pour out your heart like water before
the presence of the LORD!
Lift your hands to him
for the lives of your children,
who faint with hunger
at the head of every street..."
Lamentations 2:19

This morning was a great morning. I love waking up with the sun coing through the window, and going out into the cool air. I dont even mind the commute.
At work today, we had a Cesar Chavez 'festival' in which each classroom hosted rotations...we got to visit 3 classrooms that were doing activities centered around CC and the UFW and its history.
The most interesting and touching of the rotations was one teacher's discussion, in which she passed out pictures of farm workers in the fields and in their conditions, and asked the children to break into small group sand talk about what they thought the farm workers saw, heard, touched, smelled, and felt.
Afterwards, all the kids wrote poems from the perspective of farm workers.....and these were some of the most moving, beautiful pieces of writing i have seen in a long time. It is mind-blowing how these 7 and 8 year olds are able to grasp things like justice, suffering, advocacy, compassion....they know these things-- they just dont have the vocab. to articulate them. But there is something sublime about the way a child's wisdom explains truths about love and justice and hope that is far more impacting and precious than the articulation of the 'learned'

i am going to get copies of all the poems and post them up as soon as i can.