What Does a Fair Learning Space Feel Like?

Is it outside the box?

Perhaps in the woods—

Amidst the tranquility of nature,

The burble of a stream,

The chirp of birds,

The rustle of the wind,

Where sound shapes memory,

Where space is felt, not just seen.

Or, is it in the pulse of the city

The rhythm of footsteps,

The hum of distant traffic,

The textures of movement,

A silent choreography we navigate each day?

Or , is it within the box

Within oneself,

When we listen,

To our own voice,

To the scratch of pencil on paper,

To the weight of silence between sounds?

When fingers trace textures,

When colors take shape beyond sight,

When learning is not just seen,

But heard, touched, and felt.

Or, is it all of it at once?

An experience beyond the checklist,

A space shaped by perception,

Where design is not a backdrop,

But an active presence

In how we engage,

In how we belong.