Posted by bookncurls on May 7, 2009 · Leave a Comment
That’s what they called it. Teenagers attacked me last night with face paint. We did some yodeling/dancing/chanting thing and delivered cookies and an arrow to leave our mark before we retreated. Don’t ask. Something about camp this summer. I just go along and eat the cookies. Here is the evidence.
Posted by bookncurls on May 22, 2008 · 3 Comments
We all sat in a circle today. At least in one of my classes. It was Deaf Day. No one was talking. But these students can sign, well. We played a complex version of a charade like game. It was the laughter. Teenagers play fun when you play fun first, so I did. I have … Continue reading →
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African Love War
Posted by bookncurls on May 7, 2009 · Leave a Comment
That’s what they called it. Teenagers attacked me last night with face paint. We did some yodeling/dancing/chanting thing and delivered cookies and an arrow to leave our mark before we retreated. Don’t ask. Something about camp this summer. I just go along and eat the cookies. Here is the evidence.
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