annanotbob2's Diaryland Diary ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Voodoo Child In my therapy, for my box of soothing stuff, I've been invited to write out some happy memories and then by sheer happenstance, I was given lots of spooky song titles in my writing group including Voodoo Child. This is the memory I wrote about: 1990s. My classroom, last lesson of the day, late November. Heavy grey sky, rain beating down against the window. Lights on. A Year 10 class, set 2, a group I like. We bonded at the beginning when I read their introductory letters to me and discovered that out of 33 of us, only 2 were still living with both their biological parents (and my kids weren’t either). So I got them writing about families, anything they liked and we published a booklet. Today they’re due to be finishing up neat final (handwritten) versions of a coursework piece. There’s 32 of them, 2 to a table, 4 rows of 4, coats and bags piled up on the floor in between. Full house. Steamy windows, the smell of fags wafting over from Jodie and Leanne, as ever. And here it is: Voodoo Child 11:35 p.m. - 07.07.21 ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- |
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