Very Wonderful Day

I hate seeing that my latest post is called "Very Difficult Day," especially since my latest day was very wonderful -- but too full to leave much time for writing.

A lovely day was Thursday, when I had to take the bus to school instead of my bike, since I was going directly to a friend's for a Bainbridge overnight afterwards. I sat on the bus near a young man who mentioned the cold weather. I asked if he was from here, which he isn't, and learned he was on his way to an interview for a job as a chef.

Being the woman I am, I sort of pre-interviewed him, asking him things about his approach to the kitchen -- and he's a calm and organized guy, unlike the celebrity chefs I have read about -- and what they are looking for in their new hire, and what specialties he might bring to it.

I asked him which was his stop, and just before he got off, I leaned over and whispered, "It's probably just because you're nervous, but if you get a chance, you might want to grab a breath mint."

Because who better to tell him than I? He thanked me, and I wished him luck. I hope he gets the job.

Then my next bus was so late, I ended up running four blocks to school, late nevertheless, racing to Ms Smith's classroom to get two of my students, taking off my coat and hat and gloves while saying, "Learner position, please!"

And we still had a wonderful day. All six of my student groups were at their best, including the two impossible ones. In one, where the two boys often hate each other and do all they can to annoy -- echoing every word the other says, bickering, etc -- on Thursday, when I said, "What does 'and' mean?, they said, with their arms around each other, "'And' means together!"

A very wonderful day. And I didn't even get to the Bainbridge part!