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!”
“Yessum?”
He stared up at me with his devilish eyes, leaned to the right, and ripped a big one.
He farted.
Intentionally.
At me.
This made for a great beginning to what promises to be a great day.
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!”
“Yessum?”
He stared up at me with his devilish eyes, leaned to the right, and ripped a big one.
He farted.
Intentionally.
At me.
This made for a great beginning to what promises to be a great day.