I hate basketball. I broke my glasses every single year when we had the “Basketball Unit” in PE class. But I know Good Man likes basketball, so I figured I’d go hang out with him.
Today, when I dropped my students off to gym class, I noticed that they were playing…basketball. Our gym has the higher hoops, whereas the school playground has lower, kid-friendly hoops.
I decided that I was always willing to look stupid in front of my kids and I took a shot.
I made it!
Oh man, my students think I am the coolest teacher ever now.
Good Man Borrows my Purple Mohair Hat
“You Want? To Wear Chopsticks? Are you crazy?”
“Yeah! You really are crazy!”
Maybe that’s why Mother and I get along so well.
Later Good Man started laughing to himself. “I have a good idea. Wear red shoes. And go to [Brothel Taco Joint]. And ask waitress if you look like hooker or not. What a wonderful idea!”