On the run...

I have four minutes before I have to catch the bus for work, but today is the meeting that decides Corazón's fate. I'm nervous. I put my neck out here, so we'll see what happens.

This week has been the week of melt-downs at my school. The non-bilingual class made the substitute cry yesterday. In my opinion, it was richly deserved. I got a bit weepy this week myself, but not because of the kiddos. Another teacher, one of my closest friends on the faculty, had a small breakdown. The special education teacher is pouting and stomping around and didn't come in yesterday. In fact, I think everyone I've come into contact with at school is counting the days to Thanksgiving.

More later.