With Mama still healing with her brand new knee, Lynnette took off and brought the twins to campus this morning. Every once in a while I like to bring Cole and Avery to work so my co-workers, friends, and some of my students can see them.
We tried to limit our visits to the office spaces because I didn’t want to disrupt any classes. We were lucky enough to run into some of my co-workers and students in the hallways during an off period I had today.
I remember those first few times I brought Madison to campus. She was a little older and wanted to draw all over my white boards. Even then it felt strange for her to be there. She is not strange, Damien is not strange, but somehow the combination of them together is – like seeing your favorite movie character appear in a different franchise of movies. It’s still the same kind of feeling with the twins. But not Lynnette, though, she’s my constant.
I didn’t think it was possible, but Cole and Avery move through the hallways at a slower rate than the senior returning to class during a trip to the restroom. They were fascinated by the locks, the surface of the walkway, and by any other human being that popped out of a doorway or came around a corner. They drank bottles and had Cheerios in my classroom. I reclined Avery on my tummy like Totoro did to Mei and she drank her bottle while I rotated the chair slowly from left to right and back again.
I had more Heart of Darknessing to do, but when you have to attend to things of that sort, to the mere incidents of the surface, the reality—the reality, I tell you—fades. The inner truth is hidden—luckily, luckily.