Continuing with the theme of Stick it to Mrs.
Hillbilly Mom While She’s Gone, I give you more evidence that the universe
conspires against Mrs. HM. I rushed in this morning to gather things
for the state testing that my course was taking part in 1st hour. Scratch
paper. Pencils. Assignments for my other classes, who were being relegated to
the library. I printed a roster for the librarian at 7:55. Then headed off to
the computer lab for testing.
When I returned at the beginning of 2nd
hour to take over my own class, I discovered a new pupil. In fact, Mrs.
Not-A-Cook had taken him into my room and placed him in a seat. So much for
Mrs. HM’s seating chart. So…between 7:55 and 9:05 my roster changed. What’s up
with that?
Let the record show that this is the fourth new
pupil Mrs. Hillbilly Mom has been gifted with in four weeks. The universe
shouldn’t have. Really. Mrs. HM is not worthy of such gifts.
At this rate, she stands to get three more new pupils
before retirement.
3 comments:
Maybe they're increasing your numbers as much as possible so there can be a huge Mrs. HM's Opus-type of celebration...
You are just special like that!
Sioux,
I kind of doubt that. Mrs. Hillbilly Mom will leave as she served, quietly, compliantly, and underappreciated.
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Kathy,
Some might describe me as "breathtaking."
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