Saturday, June 4, 2016

through the screen he said



I came into the office this afternoon and a colleague says ‘well, Spotty is gone’.  This morning the woman found a home for the cat and he is gone.  Did Spotty know something was up?  Could he have had any idea he was moving out?  Could this explain his odd behavior the last three nights?  He wanted to stay with me?  I don’t know how he could have known he was moving out (unless he was told and did understand) and I will never know now that the only friendly cat among the half dozen cats who move about on these premises is no more. 

So, this is what the cat was telling me through the screen.   He didn't want to go.  

I wasn’t gonna write today but the loss of Spotty is a loss.  And the greatest boxer in the world died today as well.  I wonder if I’ll have any students.  I wonder if everyone elsewhere is alright today.  I think I’ll read Melville for the next thirty minutes.

8:15pm

Spotty was given to a woman who will let the cat inside, and that is a good thing, right?  Right, I couldn’t let him in, I have to keep my nose happy, forgetaboutus!

Half the class came today and I stopped class ten minutes early what is this it’s Saturday we needn’t be here, man, let me go. 

Three weeks from today will be last day of teaching.  These could be the three longest weeks of my life.  Ramadan is gonna put things to a crawl and then the waiting and waiting for each day to creep out of here, so slow will I go my students will be ahead of me.  Go on, I’ll catch up with ya’ll later.

Well, you can begin tomorrow by going in for lunch and finding out what’s going on with Ramadan and maybe, no I won’t do it yet, wait, we’ll be closed on Tuesday, I’ll go to hr on Wednesday.  ok, got it.

I think I’m done here, a headache and a blah feeling, rice and veggies with cheese was ok for dinner, I’ll cook more rice in the next long month. 

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