Cade is eating peach yogurt. I notice “fruit on the bottom” advertised on the container and experience epiphany – a marketing campaign for another Rap Snacks product.
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This is probably the last teaching anecdote I’ll ever post. It comes from Renee, who teaches lower-grade students.
Renee is chaperoning a field trip. While a third grade class rides the subway to their destination, one student stands. He spins around while hanging onto the pole, bumping into fellow passengers.
I’m standing in the long express line at Trader Joe’s. It has slowly snaked around the perimeter of the store. Throughout this time, the woman behind me has been catching up with a friend on her cellphone.
I’m on my way to a job interview. It’s hot outside, and I’m starting to sweat in my suit jacket. I’m on the East Side, which I don’t normally go to. I came out of the wrong subway entrance and am trying to figure out how to get to Third Avenue. I approach the first person I see – a homeless man.
My Advisory students are lined up outside of the teacher’s lounge. They are squirming in anticipation, as the couch we sit on during Advisory is unoccupied and they all want to claim their favorite spots. I look up and down the line, letting students who are quiet and calm sit down first.
It’s a typical day at work.
I am turned around, holding my shirt up just past my navel. Elizabeth, my math teacher friend, is looking at my back at what I think is a ringworm I’ve contracted from a student. She is looking back and forth between the pink patch on my back and my work laptop, at the picture of a ringworm on a skin infection website.
Cade and I are at dinner catching up. He’s telling me about his new co-workers.
Cade and I were at White Horse Tavern in The Village on Friday night to celebrate my friend Julia’s birthday. On his way to the bar, Cade spotted Malcolm Gladwell, who Cade only knows as “that guy who was on iTunes talking about chunky pasta sauce.” I quickly walked over and stared at him, trying to match the picture on the back of Blink with the skinny afro’d guy at the nearest table.