parent phone calls
I spent almost an hour phoning parents today. Only one hung up on me. My favorite call was at the end, when I decided to call a parent or two because I actually had something good to say. This boy's father answered the phone, quickly put down the receiver when he realized I didn't speak Spanish, and--I swear to god--I heard a rooster crowing. "And why not?" said my husband when I told him later.
2 Comments:
The mere fact that you had something good to say about someone elses children staggers me. I now have to decide if my whole assesment of humankind is wrong or if your a freak. :-)
I'm guessing both.
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