Friday, August 19, 2011

Feeling A Bit Like Robert Frost Lately...

Two roads diverged in a yellow wood,
And sorry I could not travel both
And be one traveler, long I stood
And looked down one as far as I could
To where it bent in the undergrowth;

Then took the other, as just as fair,
And having perhaps the better claim
Because it was grassy and wanted wear,
Though as for that the passing there
Had worn them really about the same,

And both that morning equally lay
In leaves no step had trodden black.
Oh, I marked the first for another day!
Yet knowing how way leads on to way
I doubted if I should ever come back.

I shall be telling this with a sigh
Somewhere ages and ages hence:
Two roads diverged in a wood, and I,
I took the one less traveled by,
And that has made all the difference.

There is a reason this poem graces the pages of every middle school literature anthology in America. It also makes sense that the immensely approachable Frost won a Pulitzer at least four times. This poem is real. It describes what all of us, 7th graders or MA graduates (as is soon to be my story), feel at some point or another.

I begin my last (!) semester of grad school this Monday. How quickly/slowly the time has gone! And after? I do not know what will happen. Perhaps an adjunct teaching position at my alma mater? International travel (My husband and I seem to have an unquenchable thirst for all things international)? Teaching homeschool groups English and Spanish? Publishing (writing is a given)? Heaven forbid, more school? I know that the possibilities are endless! I will try to keep you all posted on what is soon to be an exciting and scary season of our lives and will try to be a bit more regular with my posts as well!

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