I’m the one in the corner of the lunch table, eating silently, not really paying attention. You ask why I’m not talking to anyone. Am I mad?
“Oh, no. I’m not angry. I’m just lost.”
And I’ll return to my food.
Everyday, when I’m done eating, you’ll see me crack open a book and sit, if only for ten minutes, reading. Concentrating. I’ll sit still, turning the page every now and then, and until the teacher taps me on the shoulder and whispers, “You can go to your locker.”
And I will.
So that would be me.
And if that’s you, maybe you’d like to stay for a cup of tea. And if it’s not you, maybe you’d like to stay and read anyway. 😉
(Not my drawing. Credits to artist. Comment if you know, thank you!)