Stuff

I’m going back to school so I can take a pay cut and work in a preschool. My bills are paid off, and if I don’t like it, by then it will be time to retire.

These child development classes bring up interesting memories. For example, we were discussing how the teachers are often the first to notice physical problems, such as bad eyesight.

I remembered: in the third grade, the teacher would write stuff on the board. I couldn’t quite see it, so I would ask the girl next to me. At first I was getting in trouble for talking in class, but then the teacher figured it out.

The teacher told my mom she should get my eyes checked.

My mom said….

“Oh she doesn’t need glasses.”

At the beginning of the next year, I got glasses. I don’t remember how we got to that point. But I remember mom saying “oh no did I ruin her eyesight more?”

No mom, you just ripped me off of half a year’s good learning. No wonder I don’t know where Nebraska is…