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Downwind

By Dana Hayward

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Had I the perspective of midlife or, better still, old age, I might not have been in that boat; my brazen countenance might have softened with the years. But I was twenty-four, and a year ago I had finished grading the morning's exercise and looked out of that classroom window onto the playground in Arizona, watching the children at recess without seeing them, still believing that teaching was my calling, yet unable to quell the yearning for something more…