Selections from the "I Am A Camera" exercise:
A little girl in a bright pink shirt runs around the fountain. Tiny hands, tiny explorer. Students writing. Students in groups writing. Students pretending to write. Students alone writing. Tangerines writing.
"Nikki, close your legs!" a sorority girl shouts to her sister as she is photographed.
A pregnant woman and her young boy at the fountain. She stares at her smart phone, unaware of his wonderful discovery of this fountain and the way the light of the sun plays with the water. Is she prepared to pop out another one?
"What kind of computer sings?" one girls asks another. "A Dell!"
The pregnant woman and her son sit in the grass near me. He falls after losing his balance. He stares at me, probably wondering what I am dong as his mom plucks blades of grass from the earth, unsure of what to do with her hands in the absence of her phone. She takes it out from her pocket. Makes a phone call. Her son tries to get her attention.
Finally, mother and son share a real, present moment. She holds his hands and spins him around in a circle. His feet leave the ground. The sensation of flying. "Are you dizzy?" "Yes, I am SO dizzy!" He laughs. The mom says she is dizzy, too. "Grab your hat, mister!" A woman in blue named Aunt Jojo arrives. They leave.
A beautiful tree bursting with bright oranges. I wonder how they taste.
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