This week we went to High School to an orientation evening as Miss T will be attending there next year. "Compulsory Attendance" apparently. It made me nervous. Oh ohhh! I am a bit immature really. A principal is a principal. It doesn't matter what age you are, the knees can still feel like knocking (and I was a goody-goody!) Got to make good first impressions and all that... The pressure was on.... Why, oh why did I walk in there with my shirt on backwards??? I didn't realize until I got home?????
They seem to be sticklers for dressing correctly too!! My friend who is a teacher said you can usually pick the trouble-makers out pretty quickly....
Sorry Miss...
Ciao for now
just Martha
