A Pause

Information comes too fast to process. The news from Las Vegas keeps my students’ attention as the one student from Las Vegas checks in with her family and friends.

We talk about it.

We pause. She cries. We pause again. We watch the news. We talk about it.

It feels like more news we cannot categorize or make sense of, like the devastation of hurricanes too big for us to contain in our minds, but we sit with it. We don’t let the information hide in the rubble of a million other alerts, updates, photos, and headlines.

One student says, “Every day, it’s something else.”

We pause, sit still, and don’t move on to the next thing.

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