Whatever was there, in that air, I can say it fed me. I’d go there and listen and even dance just a little myself. And when it was over and I went home I’d push harder, fly through the pages of my textbooks. Extra-credit science, I’d collect tadpoles from the culvert near our house. Or extra-credit math, right, I’d calculate dice throws or card games. People would find me after class and ask for help on their homework or always want to be my partner in labs and quiz bowl. And this was Kahena I was doing this at.
