He comes each Tuesday afternoon to spend an hour with me being tutored. It is one of my very best hours of the week. (And I live a deliciously interesting and exciting life.) We get his third grade homework knocked out as fast as we can: quotients, dividends, divisors and polynomials.) Then we talk about everything in the world, going from one subject to another as our burning interests dictate. Sitting on the front porch enjoying the perfect weather, we discuss poison ivy, bees, Einstein, whaling ships, Nantucket, children’s books, art, ants, baleen, Thomas Edison, and South America. He is brighter than the spring sunshine – – quick, eager and still so, so curious.
When his “nanny” picks him up, he says “Oh no! My hour is up already?” I feel the same way.
“The soul is healed by being with children.” – – Fyodor Dostoevsky