Teachers Love Me
Today was the carnival at Ana's school and I was a volunteer.
These things are rather tortuous for me because I am shy but I have that weird Army-brat camouflage that makes me talk maniacally.
And sweat.
But one of the class mothers had an injured child and couldn't work the carnival at the last minute so she called me.
I arrived at the school, signed in, picked up my name tag and reported for duty.
I needed my hands free so I wore my purse across my body for most of the three hours that I spent at the school. And honestly? I enjoyed myself and I enjoyed making the kids laugh and I had some fun talks with some of the other mom volunteers.
And then when I got home, I walked into the bathroom and discovered that for most of the day, my name tag looked just like this:
These things are rather tortuous for me because I am shy but I have that weird Army-brat camouflage that makes me talk maniacally.
And sweat.
But one of the class mothers had an injured child and couldn't work the carnival at the last minute so she called me.
I arrived at the school, signed in, picked up my name tag and reported for duty.
I needed my hands free so I wore my purse across my body for most of the three hours that I spent at the school. And honestly? I enjoyed myself and I enjoyed making the kids laugh and I had some fun talks with some of the other mom volunteers.
And then when I got home, I walked into the bathroom and discovered that for most of the day, my name tag looked just like this:
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