Good morning PS 9

says the megaphone at the children's playground in the middle distance here in Prospect Heights every morning at 9:06 am.

The school principle gives a different sermon every morning. I can hear her voice well enough, but only a few words here and there come through clearly. As I type, she's saying

Always remember, da da da da da
Always remember, ka ka ka ka ka
Always remember, the choices you make today shape your world tomorrow.
(Yeah cripple them from the getgo, why don'tcha, lady?)

Then,
If all else fails, read read read.
(though I could be mishearing this)

I've been up the past couple of mornings, incredibly early. It's a totally different world.