Bay of Pigs
Posted 9 June, 09on:
There are now confirmed cases of the swine flu at our school. Absenteeism this week has been at an all time high, close to 15% of the student body. That is about ten times higher than normal. It is a very good thing that tomorrow is the last day of school. As soon as we got into the car, I passed around a bottle of hand sanitizer. When we got home, we scrubbed like surgeons going into the OR. Even though we strongly feel the boys have already had it (heck, C might have been patient zero at our school), we are not taking any chances. If were not for the fact that C will be getting some awards tomorrow, we would just stay home. They finished up the rehearsal a bit early this afternoon. C’s homeroom teacher whispered to me, “Off the record, if I were you, I would take him home now, wash thoroughly, and minimize your exposure to this petri dish we call school.”
Getting home a little early with no homework to deal with was such a treat for all of us. The boys relaxed. I started dealing with some of the junk that has been neglected on my desk these last few weeks. I made such progress that I even cleaned up the remains of making C’s shirt. My sewing room was ready for a new project! I decided on a pair of shorts for me. I need shorts and I need a simple project to ease me back into the sewing rhythm. I did not get them cut out yet, but they pattern is laid on the fabric, eagerly awaiting my scissors.
I was asked to sub tomorrow, but I declined. It is the last day of school so the students will be insane. No thanks. It is the Bay of Pigs. I don’t need to start summer vacation with a fever, chills, and sore throat. It is the eighth grade awards ceremony. I sort of want to be there for my boy.