In extended advisory this morning, the students were talking about my son who they know is now teaching in Japan. He had just snail-mailed us letters from some of his students in Japan and we were discussing the logistics of writing them back, the old-fashioned pen pal way. TD mentioned that Japan was 15 hours ahead so that actually my son was living in the future. “Wow,” I said. “Maybe we ought to ask him what the future is like.” And we did. Right then.
We walked over to the B School for a breakfast treat (on me because I forgot to assign a group to bring breakfast today). We sat in the beautiful atrium, sharing stories about what their parents did for a living and projecting what their future might hold in college. The time flew by. It was time to head back to school and class to begin. Just by chance, I decided to check my email before we left. Sure enough, IB (where it was almost midnight) had responded to the email:
There is a spoonful of fresh tea leaves, locally grown, brewing in pot for one. The pot itself was made by hand, much like the future in which it exists. It is a surprisingly mild day for December, and the leaves are still clinging to the trees.xxxxxxxThe future is bright and full of hope. Something sweet lies ahead as well. Whether sweet in mouth or sweet in heart is up to you, or fate, whichever comes first.xxx
The future is also full of rest, so that the work of today can continue tomorrow, and that is just where I am headed.xxx
I like sharing the future with you. How is it reliving the past? The sky was beautiful today, you are lucky to still be experiencing it!xxxLove,IBand some tea leaves.xxxxxxxx
It may seem obvious, but the following just occurred to me…
Together, we are experiencing the past, present, and future, simultaneously.xxxxxx