"A spring of delight boiled up within him as irresistibly as the spring of the branch. He lifted his arms and held them straight from his shoulders like a water-turkey's wings. He began to whirl around in his tracks. He whirled faster and faster until his ecstasy was a whirlpool, and when he thought he would explode with it, he became dizzy and closed his eyes and dropped to the ground and lay flat in the broom-sage. The earth whirled under him and with him. He opened his eyes and the blue April sky and the cotton clouds whirled over him. Boy and earth and trees and sky spun together. The whirling stopped, his head cleared and he got to his feet. He was light-headed and giddy, but something in him was relieved, and the April day could be borne again, like any ordinary day."
Ahhh, how many times I have done this same thing, felt this same way. Even today, sometimes deep inside my soul, I want to lift my arms and whirl around and around and around like the little girl I once was.
I was told that this text was "rich" - it is rich, rich as the richest cheesecake I ever did taste!! My tongue tingles as I read aloud - I am savoring every word, every thought, every idea. For my students, it is a little hard to swallow... but we are working on it. They have not fallen in love with the book yet - they find it "boring" and "uninteresting"... but I know it's comin'... as sure as the dark clouds are followed by rain - it's a comin'!
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