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Easter Sunday approaching
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People will disagree with me but that's ok. They have before. I was napping, looking out at how I thought the leaves looked like minnows flapping in the sun & I thought now might be a good time to write about this. It was not my idea to have this website address posted in the paper. But since it has been who reads it does and otherwise I'll keep typing. That's how it goes. where would I start. I needed a job back then. I almost had to take what I could get. I was an educated teacher, with a degree. I thought I needed to teach close to home. I was at clinton junior high but it was the high school then. I was keeping a study hall. I can raise hell if I need to and I can be a ball buster if needed. I was trying to play the professional game. An occurrence arose. I was not allowed to leave the room so I sent a student to the office to bring someone back. The student came back laughing and said he ain't comin. "Pardon?" The student announced to the room, "He said he ain't comin. You ain't gonna be raped." My initial reaction was to give this particular student asshole detention. Until later "THE ONE IN CHARGE ISTEAD OF: popped his fat ass inside the study hall room. Attempting to report the later incident to HIM, he grinned and said, " Yeah, I said it." Call me a liar.
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Sat, 7 Apr 2007