The end of summer?
When I tried to buy a PS2 through The Evil Social Networking site, I was offered my friend’s husband’s PS2, which I declined on moral grounds.
Soon thereafter, I received an offer from my cousin’s boyfriend, who lives even farther away from town.
I accepted.
But, get this, he’s not coming to visit his honey until the very end of August. The end of summer.
That’s, like, Armageddon for teachers. I won’t have time to level my characters if I’m too busy wailing and gnashing my teeth.
I mean, there’s always the “slack off and avoid teaching the first few weeks” option, but come on. Someone always wises up to that.
So I found another buyer.
It’s a beautiful day and my students are talking about books (in an assignment creatively called “booktalks”). I sit the back of the room listening and grading when SHE walks in.
Time stops. It’s as if there’s no one in the room except for me and her. The student’s mouth is moving, but I can’t hear a thing.
Then my coworker leaves the room and I’m left in HER presence.
What’s in the bag, the students ask, food for us?
I can hear their cavernous stomachs growling in anticipation. I reach into the bag and bring HER out. They will have to hunger for several months more.
My PS2 has arrived and I cradle her in my arms.
It is the beginning of the end of summer.
felixnation :: Jun.18.2007 :: Addictions, Hermit Cave, The Coal Mine, church, family, friends, students :: No Comments »