STRE-TCH!
Several years ago I joined some friends at a hotel for a conference. The first morning, while stretching on the floor, I muttered "Boy, I'm stiff." Overhearing me, one of my friends launched into a long explanation of how stretching works and that bodies are stiffer in the morning. There was no recognition of the fact I wasn't seeking advice, nor that I've been stretching regularly since age twelve. I was just surprised by an unexpected kink in my back caused by my seven hour drive the day before. A minor incident, but DAMN. Pubescent Overload One of the many things I did not anticipate when I became I middle school teacher was how often parents would explain puberty to my colleagues and myself during meetings. Eventually I realized that most parents were needing to say it out loud for themselves, as a way to anchor their emotions as they dealt with the changes in their child. But a small handful really seemed to believe that we were unacquainted with the trials and tribulations of adolescence and were in need of a detailed lesson. Most memorable was the time a mother tried to excuse her daughter's habit of stirring up drama by loudly declaring that her daughter, "has her period! She has hair on her va-GI-na!" My colleague, an older woman who is one of the most classy and sophisticated people I've ever known, had an expression on her face like no other. Priceless.
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