The hands on the classroom clock seemed to move slower than a sleepy snail. It was Thursday, the last period, and 4th "B" class was waiting for the final bell. But today was special—it was the culmination of their art lesson on Impressionism.
Katya, the class artist, was particularly nervous. She had spent the whole week preparing a presentation on her tablet titled: "How to See the Magic in Everyday Landscapes."
The classroom, usually buzzing with whispers, was silent. Even Igor, who usually drew robots in the margins of his notebook, was looking up.
"Excellent, Katya!" said Ms. Elena. "Now, class, pull out your watercolors. We are going to paint our schoolyard—not as it looks, but as it feels."
"We don't need to paint perfect pictures," Katya said, clicking to a slide showing a messy, vibrant painting by Van Gogh. "We need to paint how things feel !"
"Okay class, let's see what we've learned!" Ms. Elena Pavlovna beamed, plugging in the projector.
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