Stretch

For 12 years, the first classes in school were just an extension of my night sleep. At 7:30 in the morning, my somnolent brain definitely was not ready to grasp what the teacher said. My eyelids felt heavy; my arm was weak to support my weighty head. Despite having been up for more than an hour, my entire being was still stuck in some incredible dream. Sometimes I wonder how more ready for the day I would have felt if I started school the way my parents did during the communism – with a 20-minute energetic stretch out in the schoolyard.