Teacher Ma’am
Having been in the role of “student” for so much of my life, it’s still bizarre to refer to myself as a teacher. Even stranger to close my eyes at night and hear echoes of the name “ma’am” calling out to me. When Ilana and I asked the boys at APRS to type captions for their slideshow photos last week I read the following gem over one of their shoulders:
In addition to laughing this caption made me feel like some sort of unique species, like the Wendy bird in Peter Pan.