With a good solid two weeks under our belts at school now, I am really noticing some things. Skinny boys have returned with "muscles" and mature faces, gangly little girls have morphed into languid creatures with hair that belongs in a Clairol commercial. Those same boys that only hung out with other guys are now noticing some things about the other species. How can only three months in our lives make such a difference? It feels as though time has just flown right past me this year.
And that's not all, even the attitudes have changed. They have all advanced one grade level and sometimes I think I am walking through the halls of Harvard instead of a middle school. "Polite" has taken hold and it’s a beautiful thing. I know that some may not think the same way or see the same things, but I notice these little "perks" as I call them.