Joshua worked hard today. Signed--Ms. Duke Did he really? I honestly can't remember as I write this note. In middle school, each day is a ride on a cheap Ferris wheel with the speed set too high, punctuated by unsettling sights and rattling noises. But I'm not feeling frustrated with Joshua at the moment, and … Continue reading Joshua worked hard today.
A twisted paper sails across the back. A miss. From the front swirls a triangle of plastic. Contact! Overhead a whirling nutcracker suite commences in this space so briefly out of her control. She catches them. Or she gets hit. (Mega-score!) Or someone complains. The ballerinas drop to the ground.