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The Joy of Bamboo Wind Chimes

Fri, 17 Aug 2018, 11:04 PM (-06:00) Creative Commons License

It was Friday afternoon. The students were working on a foldable. They were alternatively picking up and setting down colored pencils, shading in x-related and y-related things on their papers.

The room was dark so that the screen projection of what I was doing was easy to see and follow. The only sound was the clinking of wooden pencils, like bamboo wind chimes in a breeze.

It was a joy to hear.

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