![]() ![]() ![]() And there was the closing announcement that not one administrator was on social media, so “we could all talk about them as much as we wanted to on Facebook.” I skipped the guided tour and headed home, where Jason soon found me staring out into space on our back porch. It was “sit ‘n ‘git.” Handouts about combination locks, color coded notebooks, three minute passing periods, online reading programs, and math classes for the “gifted and talented.” I was forced to practice “silent applause,” whereby every student, instead of clapping, waves a-la Joey from Friends (“Jazz Hands!”). As the orientation proceeded, however, I realized that I had, in fact, drawn the proverbial short straw. My husband Jason had drawn the short straw that evening, and was across town at our son’s baseball practice with the whole brood. I consider it providential that I started reading Impyrium, a young adult science fiction fantasy novel, on the same evening as parent orientation at the local middle school. ![]()
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