Sooooo scares the living daylights . . .
. . . out of me that I continue to dream
each night of my past! It's somewhat
along the lines of a review board
before I pass onto the better life.
Last night, 'twas a move to Canada.
My husband, father of my children,
was hired to teach math at a college
near the Canadian border. He was
so excited!
Seems they wanted to hire me as
well, to teach French. I explained
to them that I had degrees that
would allow me to teach English
or Spanish as a first language or
as a second language . . . four
choices! They kept insisting that
it would have to be French.
Then they asked me to do a show
and tell, so I taught a lesson in
English with the works of the great
bard. It went well, but it seemed
to me that they didn't love and
adore Shakespeare the way I do.
Now, if anyone wants to chime
in and explain all this to me, feel
free! One of my degrees is in
Psychology, but I can promise,
I sooooo don't get it!!!
I pay well too . . . I'll send you
some of my delectable Mexican
herbal mix that I make . . . 13
different kinds of chiles!
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