Looking forward to stuffing myself Thursday!
Meet The Couch. I've written about her before. She resided in my Journalism Office (the classroom that adjoins my classroom, which serves as an annex, oasis & general sanctuary to ne'er-do-wells) from 2001 to 2006.
I think she was born sometime around the mid-'70s. I'm just guessing, because of her hideous plaid pattern. I inherited The Couch after someone else in the building had already had more than their way with her.
The Class of 2007 adored The Couch. So much so that I think they hold a tiny bit of enmity toward Mrs. Scribe for exiling this oozing pile of springs & stuffing to the dump after their junior year. No couch to sit on in 2006-2007. Instead, the kids sat around in a circle on plastic classsroom chairs. Looked like they were fixin' to sing Kumbaya. If someone had pulled out a pitch-pipe, they probably would have. In 4-part harmony, too boot.
My contribution to today's 6-Word Saturday alludes to getting away~from students, from parents, from grading papers. My chicas are coming home soon~one today, one next week. We (the gals in La Familia Scribe, anyway) always sit around in our PJs on Turkey Day. All blessed day long.