Tuesday, October 30, 2018

King of his World

The sun was shining in my eyes as I drove home from school this evening around 5:45, but I'm pretty sure that was one of my students riding his bike furiously through the neighborhood. He paused breathlessly on a street corner just as I passed, and I glimpse him: hands on hips, cherry cheeked and chin up, bare chested and helmetless.

I do believe he may have been roaring.

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