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It was as if I stepped back in time 

today.

Called upon at the last minute 

to teach an art class.

A number of years having passed since that room has been my 

home. 

Scrambling to find 

a dry erase marker, 

pencils,

and erasers 

within the room that was no longer my 

home.

Bringing a basket of Elephant and Piggie books

plus a few Pigeon

to a waiting group of first graders,

we began. 

Which character would be easiest to draw? 

Hmmm. 

Pointer fingers as pencils, 

watch me, then you

draw.  

Home. 

Supplies distributed, 

students read, 

asked questions, 

and drew, 

and colored, 

and added 

backgrounds, 

conversation bubbles, 

and other details. 

Home. 

As the day 

and the class 

ended, 

it was as though I was 

Home, 

already.