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  • When the clouds floated across the sky
    passing by the sun,
    which bestowed halos of light
    around their edges,
    showing me that if you move slowly, carefully,
    it's possible to be near things that are capable
    of inflicting pain

    when the trees started their line dance,
    swaying a little bit this way,
    a little bit that way,
    showing me that you can plant yourself in one place
    and still move

    when the blades of grass in the field
    rose, stood, and bent as one
    filling the air with a gentle, but persistent sound,
    showing me that as a community
    we have a voice

    that's when the tracks clicked the other way
    and I chose family
    over money,
    short-term happiness
    over long-term work,
    friends
    over colleagues.
    I chose myself.

    By Sophia Cannizzaro, Grade 9, West Glover, Vermont
    Photo by Kevin Huang, Grade 11, Burlington, Vermont
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