Tuesday, November 21, 2006

The Winds of Something

Obviously the students know that tomorrow marks the end of a very short week.
They all are well aware that a 4 day weekend is in sight.

And they are acting like it is already here.

One of my “favorite” little angels beckoned me over.

“Ms. Mac! I have something important to ask you!”


He stared up at me with his devilish eyes, leaned to the right, and ripped a big one.
He farted.
At me.

This made for a great beginning to what promises to be a great day.

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