When I was a kid, there were only three TV (television) stations not counting PBS which meant there were only three stations. Hopefully she isn’t reading today because I’m about to serve up a recipe to spring her students from the eight to three-thirty grind and let Fortnight or Elden Ring reign supreme. I should mention that my ninth grader’s English teacher is an Ordinary Times reader and mentioned one of my articles in class so I can claim that my writing was taught along with Milton, Shakespeare, and Faulkner. That counts for school kids too, although I’m suggesting they get on a bike or awkwardly kiss someone rather than hit the bar per all previous POETS Day admonitions. We need to take a moment for the children and get them out of this. Will somebody think of the children?Īs the school year nears completion and my kids are striking theater sets and finding out about this year’s patron saint’s bitter end, exam periods are set, and class schedules have devolved to open teacher office hours and essay consultations. This is typically an escape from work to the bar plan for overworked or those who claim to be overworked adults.
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