My line of first graders quietly snaked behind me on our way to the cafeteria. Shepherding a classroom of hungry seven (or so) year olds in an orderly fashion to lunch and subsequent recess was a coup especially if you’re not their REAL teacher, but a substitute. Furthermore, they had just escaped the clutches of the… Continue reading Substitute Teacher Chronicles: Thinking Like A First Grader
The group’s simultaneous audible intake of breath deemed the sight incredible. Was the reaction to a quadruple rainbow after a drenching? Hardly Was the effect from a panoramic vista following an arduous climb? Not at all Was the response to a daring rescue in the midst of a dangerous situation? Negative A table ringed with… Continue reading Pocket These Thoughts
“No photos allowed inside,” the sullen fudge maker cautioned. She returned to her marble slab kneading the chocolate confectionery. Chastened, I wandered out of the sentry’s sight deep into the cluttered souvenir shop. Lake Geneva T-shirts, beach sundries, and boating themed kitchen utensils filled the aisles. The far wall sported an array of inspirational signs.… Continue reading Bantering With Inspirational Signs
Presto Chango changed nothing. Abracadabra, Hocus Pocus, and Alakazam worked no magic on my Mac. Apparently Bibbidi-Bobbidi-Boo only transformed a pumpkin to a carriage not Apple Mail from non functioning to functioning. Although Billy Baston Shazamed himself to Captain Marvel, even that superhero’s magic word couldn’t rescue my email from Outgoing Purgatory. My Outgoing Email… Continue reading Magic Words
15 Benjamins, 300 fivers, 1,500 smackeroos! $1500 – a pile of cash, a wad of dough, a stack of moolah, with which I didn’t want to part. . . . and the “leather expert” I called for a quote to restore my suite of armchair, ottoman, and sofa did. Our phone conversation went something like… Continue reading Good Enough
