Gould Academy Out Loud

I’m sitting outside of room 207, waiting for my math teacher to unlock the door, and usher me in to another hour and a half of numbers and learning. I’m a bit flustered, having already bustled frantically through two classes and though I don’t dislike math, as I clutch my binder which ominously threatens to vomit many weeks of notes across the tile floor, I admit that I’m relieved to have this moment to sit, head resting against the hard uneven wall, breathe, and sort through my thoughts.
Gould Academy is not a school for the faint of heart. Schedules are arranged so not a moment is put to waste. From classes we speed into sports, then from sports we dash into dinner, then from dinner we hasten to our home work.
At that point, my mind has become a reservoir of so much from the day, so many thoughts, ideas, interactions, feelings, I simply can not hold it all in my head. There is so little time to sit back and reflect, capture the moment, obey that fleeting notion of inspiration that competes for attention with my school work. In quiet moments, like now, where I suddenly, surprisingly, find myself hovering in the split second of transition:

I have to write.
And I am not alone.

Gould Academy Out Loud is an outlet for us writers amidst the Gould Community. An open environment for anyone and everyone who has something to say, to say it. Respond in a comment to this entry and set free your poetry, narratives or simply a collection of thoughts, anything goes. Don’t be afraid. Indulge your mind, reveal your soul. This is the Gould Academy Out Loud Writing Blog,

Write on.