Good morning Coffin School,
I hope this morning finds you rested and excited to be
back at school.
As I shoveled snow in the dark hours of this early
morning, a Robert Frost poem came to my mind.
This poem is about a person, a horse, snowy woods and perhaps much
more. The author pauses
his horse drawn sleigh in the middle of a neighbor’s snowy woods – a lovely and
peaceful spot. It seems that both he and
his horse know that there’s more ahead.
It’s entitled, “Stopping By Woods on a Snowy Evening”
Whose woods these are I think I know.
His house is in the village though;
He will not see me stopping here
To watch his woods fill up with snow.
My little horse must think it queer
To stop without a farmhouse near
Between the woods and frozen lake
The darkest evening of the year.
He gives his harness bells a shake
To ask if there is some mistake.
The only other sound’s the sweep
Of easy wind and downy flake.
The woods are lovely, dark and deep.
But I have promises to keep,
And miles to go before I sleep,
And miles to go before I sleep.
The months ahead offer some of our most productive
opportunities for learning. We all know
what is expected of each other, we’ve spent many fruitful hours practicing together,
we’re returning from a lovely break and we have many ‘miles’ of rich learning
It’s all very promising.
As Baxter Bear and his helpers would say, be kind, be
safe – and, be responsible – that’s the Coffin Way.