What she wore: orange striped polo with three-quarter-length sleeves (two tones of orange), khakis, brown clogs.
Today I’m going to talk about something that many of us work with and few of us understand–for teachers, it controls our destiny. This amazing device is the copy machine. It’s like a dragon sitting in the corner of the teacher’s lounge. You cajole, you beg and sometimes it does what you want. Other times you walk away covered in toner with no copies. Today I won the battle. Normally, I break the copy machine, and there was the time I actually cried on top of it. Not today. Today, I located an elusive paper jam that had been undiscovered by previous parties. I shouted with joy when I discovered this paper jam. Like a piece of gold that jam was–leaving the copy machine available for copies. Yes! Love that feeling.
PS: My kids worked really hard on the standardized tests and now we’re done!!! Hooray! We survived.
Well, this is just embarassing–I’ve had "Rachel" listed on my blog list for a while now–I just found out that "Rachel" is actually "Tracy"–I think rachel is the person I found Tracy through. Sometimes I can be a complete air head.