I Wonder


#SOL16 Day 22

Think and Wonder, Wonder and Think. ~ Dr. Seuss

Wonder – to think or speculate curiously

My mind is always “on” and thinking or worrying about something.  So today I tried to capture some of these “wonderings” and share them with you.  I wonder how many didn’t catch in time to write in my notebook?  Oh well, there is always tomorrow.

I wonder what really goes on in the mind of a person suffering with dementia.
I wonder what the jabbering of babies and toddlers really means.
I wonder how many shades of green there are in the forest.
I wonder about the lives of people I see on the street.
I wonder what it would be like if I really didn’t have to work.
I wonder why it is so important for some people to be the center of attention.
I wonder why 7th grade boys are so silly.
I wonder what times that birds that serenade me each morning wake up.
I wonder what it would be like to be debt free.
I wonder what it would be like to hit the lottery
I wonder if homeless people are afraid.
I wonder how many of my middle school students will remain friends after high school.
I wonder how long I could do without my cell phone,email, and social media.
I wonder why some people are complainers and others ar problem solvers.
I wonder how many scarves one person really needs.
I wonder.

2 thoughts on “I Wonder

  1. I’m still friends with a few of my middle school friends! My grandmother is still friends with many of her grade school friends even! I also have about 15 scarves and SWEAR that I need ALL of them 🙂

    Loved reading some of your wonderings. Thanks for sharing!!

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    1. My mom is 88 and up until a few years ago she got together with about 10 of the “8th grade” girls once or twice a year.
      I am afraid to count my scarves!


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