On Jail

It is my second week teaching at Grace Christian After school program. I teach students between first and third grade. Occasionally a forth or fifth grader joins in.

Today in class we were discussion about SB48. Before we discussed the proposition, I talked a little about America and its "everyone's right to a fair trial" deal. We got onto the subject of jail. An average devo time goes like this:

J: what if we ACCIDENTALLY kill someone?
S: EW, C CUT THE CHEESE.
C: hehehe
J: what if we....MISS VICKY, A IS TAKING HIS SOCKS OFF AGAIN. HES PUTTING HIS FEET ON MY CHAIR
A: (:
Me: sighh

Dance a Little

(:

I am a barista.
I am a teacher.
God is good.

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=iEPTlhBmwRg&ob=av3e

Ooo woo ooo ooo ooo oo o ooo oooooo o oooo! slowly as the beats moved faster my leg began to twitch. Blood and adrenaline is rushing to my fingers and toes. My leg twitches faster and suddenly my arms swing up accordingly to the music! I get up and hop once. Yes! ! hop again and again and again and again. My hips swivel to the left and then to the right. Some kind of complicated movement is happening between my hands and my legs. I am wearing no pants! This is so much fun! Pranceing around and throwing my arms up and my head back. I whip out a grin. I scrunch up my eyebrows and my nose. I open my mouth wide and lip synch the wrong words. Everything is brilliant and I am having so much fun!!!...

Dad: "STOP JUMPING AROUND...YOU JUST ATE. YOUR STOMACH'S GOING TO EXPLODE"

embarrassment forever into eternity.