More late nights at school. We are gearing up for our big money maker, the Autumn Fest. We have fall carnival type thing with mid-way games and lots of food. Last year I worked the fish pond and pulled in tons of bucks from my former students who could all do the math much better than they could toss the ball. Glad I’m not a P.E. Teacher …. (sorry Mr. R. & Mr. T.).
We had our first Autumn Fest planning session last night and someone suggested I be given the “Creepy Storyteller” job. There was a ripple of excitement in the room and several choruses of, “Oh! She’d be perfect.” Now I am left to wonder if my storytelling fame has grown to epic proportions, or of they just think I’m creepy ….