Saturday coffee.
With about 37 weeks to go I’m definitely hitting my stride. In the zone, teaching-wise.
After 27 years, I knew I’d finally get it right.
Except for yesterday when kids painting with acrylics on large plastic sheets, which would later be turned into a huge inflated bubble 100 feet long, started mixing different colors with abandon. This turned into what became an unimaginable shade of puke. And then it got on the linoleum floor and then got stepped into and dozens of
Old school.
The Zombies.
