I have a blanket apology to make. The other day, I got a bit cranky in my Wednesday afternoon class. My brand new camera was missing. Okay, it was a blip in my memory as to what I had done with it, but mind you, not to know where my brand new camera was, and thousands of dollars worth of lenses, made me a tad edgy. I snapped a few times, when students weren’t painting fast enough to feed my frenzy, or made strokes not quite like I would have. Bad bad teacher. I hope they know I really love them, and even though it seemed a bit harsh when I jumped up and down and screamed at them, it may have even done them some good. They tend to remember incidents that make the teacher hysterical, and strive hard not to make the same mistakes that created the mayhem.
My camera was found at home (I could have SWORN I left it in my trunk), and State Farm was relieved. So were my students since the discovery was made before class ended. I hope they show up next week.