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Even when we are out of gas,there is still something that keeps us going. This is a wonderful old tractor accompanied by a beautiful short poem.

About ivonprefontaine

I completed a PhD at Gonzaga University in Spokane, WA. Previously, I taught for 20 years and taught for 15 years in a wonderful hybrid school. My dissertation topic and research were how certain teachers experience becoming who teachers. In teaching and leanring, I am a boundary-crosser who understands moving ahead is a leap of faith. Teaching is a calling and vocation to express who I am as a person. Currently, I am waiting and listening to what calls me next. I am an educator, phenomenologist, scholar, boundary-crosser, published poet, author, parent, grandparent, and spouse.

8 responses »

  1. Lovely old tractor.

  2. The stories it could tell. Complaints would be interesting. Where is that butt now?

    • I don’t think there is a seat for a butt. It was one of those that hurt just looking at it before you even got on the field. I remember watching farmers standing on these wondering why they stood. I found out.

  3. Delightful piece of junk with a lifetime’s harvest memories.

  4. After this terrible winter, like the tractor, my gas tank is near empty, but I keep on going at a slower pace.


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