I'm not really sure what to start with tonight. Do I tell you all about my first day of teaching -- recount the singsongy way that I made a point and then made my classes laugh; the way I coaxed quiet, tired, 8am-students to open up and start talking to me about their summer; was told I was already someone's favorite; or had over a dozen college freshmen beam at me when I told them they were all brilliant and I was going to prove it? Should I start with a story about how my husband, on his way to buy me flowers for my first day of teaching, explained to my son how I was teaching college which lead to my son equating me to a Prefect? Or would you prefer to hear about how I begged my children for a calm night since I was exhausted from a very busy day, only to have them suggest I get myself an exhaust pipe, so I could let all my exhaust out?
I may not know where to begin, but I certainly know where to end...
Sweet Dreams
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