I had a nasty shock earlier this year when I discovered that some of my sutdents were born a year after a graduated high school. I have a strong constitiution, though, and I got over it pretty quickly, but today I suffered a blow that I may never recover from.
I'm in first period, my Drama 1 class. I'm talking to 42 - count 'em, 42! - Drama 1 students: the alternative kids, the outcasts. I was passing out transcripts - you know, the permanent record - and I said,
I hope you know that this will go down on your permanent record
and not one kid could come up with the next line. Not one. 42 Drama kids ...
I think I've lost my faith in the future of America.
Thursday, February 19, 2004
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