Stories told on porches in the night are the food that feeds our souls. A porch is a stepping off place, where girls kiss their parents goodbye and disappear into an adventure,where moms wait to hear their stories when they come home.It' a place where laughter drowns out the crickets, where friends become family. C'mon up to my porch, pull up a chair and tell me your story. We'll weave it into the quilt that wraps us up when life is cold.
Saturday, February 21, 2009
drug testing
i firmly believe in drug testing for teachers daily and if it comes back negative for god's sake give them some
my capitals and punctuation will not work on my key board so i am forced to be an ee cummings sort of poster now
I am so bummed that I don't get your alerts. I have tried resetting everything I know how to reset. I found you on another site I was grazing. I too would be a full blown drinker if I had to spend a day with masses of children. Take care and enjoy your Today! Katie
4 comments:
ROFLOL!!! If I taught in a school I think I'd have to have a rum IV to get through the days.
lol..YOU CRACK ME UP LADY!
I tend to agree with the first comment especially if it's middle or high school. Yikes they couldn't pay me enough to stay there.
Take care, Chrissie
I am so bummed that I don't get your alerts. I have tried resetting everything I know how to reset. I found you on another site I was grazing. I too would be a full blown drinker if I had to spend a day with masses of children. Take care and enjoy your Today!
Katie
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