There was a break-in at my school yesterday, at 2:30am. Some guy (38) climbed in through a first-story window and took one of the girls' gym clothes. Luckily, he set off an alarm, and the police showed up to arrest him. You'd think, if someone broke into a school to steal things, they'd go for the kerosene items worth money--maybe computer equipment, for example--or even actual money from the office. But no. The guys who break in are all about the girls' clothes. (The last guy who broke in just stood around sniffing their gym shoes until he was caught.)
Aside from another Surprise!Solo Lesson, the rest of the day was uneventful. My speech class students decided they wouldn't get theirPeach Boy Orange Girl skit finished in time, so they did an improv version of Little Red Riding Hood. They elaborated with details, like Riding Hood and her mother are all goopy over each other, but neither one likes the grandmother. (Riding Hood's mother has to pay her to deliver the goodie basket.) And the woodcutter was the grandmother's boyfriend, but he switches to Riding Hood when he sees how cute she is.
Aside from another Surprise!Solo Lesson, the rest of the day was uneventful. My speech class students decided they wouldn't get their