The day wouldn't be normal if I hadn't done something dumb.
One of the worst, or maybe silliest, things was when I was still teaching and was driving my '59 Lark hardtop. It was still dark on the way to school one morning and as I took a left turn in a busy, dark, wet (yes it was raining) four lane road my right door flew open ( I assume because dumb old me hadn't shut it tight.) and my grade book and test papers slid right out into the road. I pulled into a gas station on the corner and ran out into the intersection and collected every one of them. The grade book was okay but a lot of those papers were soaked and worthless. I felt bad about that and gave each kid a 100 on that paper.
One of the worst, or maybe silliest, things was when I was still teaching and was driving my '59 Lark hardtop. It was still dark on the way to school one morning and as I took a left turn in a busy, dark, wet (yes it was raining) four lane road my right door flew open ( I assume because dumb old me hadn't shut it tight.) and my grade book and test papers slid right out into the road. I pulled into a gas station on the corner and ran out into the intersection and collected every one of them. The grade book was okay but a lot of those papers were soaked and worthless. I felt bad about that and gave each kid a 100 on that paper.
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