Loaflets
How long have the classrooms been empty? Well, long enough to drive the educators into the hands of the mad video producers. I had seen the static displays from my old school board. Here, we’ve upped the ante. From the school principal, in the big city, with his kids giving everybody a friendly wave, all the way to our nearest high school where the staff offered up dance videos to a singular background beat. Touching, if odd. Were we to reopen the doors tomorrow, there might be some red faces. Nothing to do with springtime sunburn…
I guess it helps to keep morale up. This is new territory for everyone in the system, and although the generals continue to reassure everyone about how this will “not be for marks”, you can’t flush a lifetime of experience that easily. Getting the grades on the grid is professionally emphasized.
I had nothing else on my agenda today, beyond making a loaf. Adding an egg is the key! I’m not going to experiment; this is food. Knowing that I can pull four smaller loaflets from my effort is a good deal.
And so, what else? Well, I missed the broadcast, but the queen got on message today. Do you think she misses her own routine? We’ve seen our prime minister, pretty much every day. Ditto for our premier. Putting the face from the pennies out there means this is getting serious.
Locally, the fishers are starting to come to grips with the concept of a spring, ashore. Not announced, yet. Just knowing that there are no tourists crossing the bridge to seek lobster rolls and fries is enough.
