"Something incredible happened," she repeated.
"Really? What? Are they closing down our school?" I asked.
"No, something really incredible. The kids were telling me about it." She smiled. "Apparently, you got really mad."
"Me? I don't remember getting mad. When did I get mad?"
"I don't know," she said. "But it made a huge impression. They said, 'You should have seen him. He was really mad. It was scary.'"
I thought about it. "Well, I must have been in such a rage that I blacked out and don't remember."
"You know," she said, in a teacher voice that sounded like she was about to impart some knowledge. "Back when I had a voice, every once in a while I'd really let the kids have it. And they knew it was serious because it so rarely happened."
"Yeah, me too," I said. "The thing is, I don't remember being angry in the past few weeks. I've been keeping on the sunny side of life."
I thought about the last couple of weeks. I've been busy. That's good. Too busy even to post on this blog. I thought about some of the things that I can write about, and yeah, some of them make me unhappy, even angry. But I don't remember actually losing my cool.
Anyway, thanks for your patience. Here are a few things you can look forward to in the next few days:
- I almost got beat up.
- I did get bitched out.
- A student got arrested.
- My school's gonna get shut down, and some people protested.
- I'm coaching yet another sport.
- I've lost some important report.