So the Midwestern Monk went back to substitute teaching today. Everything was peaches and creame until "Bobby" decided to toss his cookies as we were loading up our things to go home. The best part about this story is that the kid upchucked right in the door way.
All the kids started freakin' out. "What are we going to do? How are we going to get out!" With my monkish skills, I then coached the kids how to step around the regurgitation without causing any further episode. Yep. I'm pretty much a hero.
So what did you do with your day?
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So, what is your Super Hero name? That should give us all something to ponder this weekend...
Outside of Nacho Libre, most monks just stick to their Christian name...like Toadie for instance.
That exact thing happened to me in kindgergarten (a kid throwing up). It was kind of gross. I just remember the big round, wet spot on the floor.
-Jen
I bet you wished you would have had a monk there to guide you.
Um...Mrs. Smith did and the janitor did a good job cleaning it up...
Um...Mrs. Smith did and the janitor did a good job cleaning it up...
Are you sure she wasn't a monk? That whole story sounds pretty monkish to me.
It also reminds me of a similar thing that happened to me on Week of E3 when Christina HURLEY threw up all over the door of our van. That was awesome...except for the part about driving 12 hours in a van that stunk like nobody's business.
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