I had a quickie conference after school with a parent, then raced home to tutor a child from another school and finally sat on the couch to catch my breath. That's when Maggie asked if I was going to the parent meeting. She's not asking because she's concerned I'm not hip to all that needs to be known about Mark Twain...she wants the highly coveted "free dress pass" given out to the children if their parents go to the meeting! Good grief...do I HAVE to go to school and spend 2 more hours there...learning absolutely nothing? I did. She got her pass.
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