Wednesday, May 26, 2010
Just think about the novels we read and write. If half the book doesn't entail a description of the character's childhood, the villain's evil intent is explained by a truly hideous mother and/or father. It's almost a universal requirement in every good story. Now there's a thought - if childhood was perfect, what would we write about?
Posted by Connie Hullander at 9:20 PM
Sunday, May 16, 2010
"Oh. Madame. Bonjour," he said, using his usual classroom salutation.
"Hi Mark. How are you today?" I said and reached in my purse as I prepared to pay him for my purchase. "You work here, huh?" When he didn't response I glanced up and found him staring at me. "Something wrong?" I asked.
And then I realized he was having the "out of classroom experience." The rules are teachers don't supposed to show up in other parts of your life, right? Indeed, they live in their classrooms where they do nothing but read and study in their fields. And, above all, your French teacher talks about arts and literature; she doesn't show up at the Home Depot to buy dirt.
Mark had recovered a little by then and laughed a little with me, and we talked about how we all see people in a certain context. Then as I left, just for fun, I did a little soft-shoe on my way out.
I can still see the horrified look on his face.