Yesterday I got an email from my son's geometry teacher. It made me smile. Her email is below. My son has a passion for "Parkour," the physical discipline of training to overcome any obstacle. When our boy, Andrew, went to Heaven on 12/15/09, his older brother said his parkour training is now dedicated to Andrew. Below are photos of Avery's parkour tricks.
Some of the kids wrote Pi poems for our Pi Day party today– which means that the number of letters in each word of the poem is a digit of the irrational number pi. The poem could have any theme they wanted. Most of the poems were fun and silly.
Avery’s was maybe a glimpse to his heart and thoughts:
Pi Poem - (by Avery)
“Can we as mortals understand the Almighty power of the Creator?
I say we cannot, that it is something greater.
Life is a meaningless rift?
I come, I go, I lie, I live.
Being alive a wonderful gift.”