Thursday, November 29, 2007
Charlie Brown
So I feel like the teacher from Charlie Brown. You know the one. She has no name, you never see her, she just drones on and on in the background. That's me - nameless and faceless. I've been reduced to "Mrs....." One of the special ed students in my partner teacher's class seems incapable of calling us by our names. When he needs something, it's "Hey, Mrs....." No last name, no anything. Just "Mrs." And I'm not even married.
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Just leaving you a comment, Gina. Comment, comment, comment.
(Sorry, I'm not very clever in the morning.)
Also, I don't have a google account, so I'm using Mark's without his permission. So I guess I can be wild and uninhibited in this comment, unlike my usual quiet ways.
Abby
Whaa, whaaaa, whaaaa...nice. =)
The "Mrs." thing comes from Junie B. Jones. If you read those books, which I don't particularly like, she calls the teacher just Mrs. because she doesn't care to remember her name.
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