Food
Food is good. I eat food every day. My friends eat food too. They like it. When I go to different places, I eat food. One time, I ate food and I got “the poisoning” from the food. I was very sick. I’m better now. I went to the grocery store to get more food last night. I saw a former student.
He said “Hello Ms. Coleman.”
I said, “Hello you. How are you?”
He said, “I’m fine. I just got out of class.”
I said, “Yeah.”
I turned back to the cashier, and he also asked me how I was doing.
I said, “I’m fine. How are you?” Like most other people, he did not answer the question. I found that odd. I went home, I ate the food, and I went to bed after doing very extensive research on inquiry-based teaching pedagogies.
He said “Hello Ms. Coleman.”
I said, “Hello you. How are you?”
He said, “I’m fine. I just got out of class.”
I said, “Yeah.”
I turned back to the cashier, and he also asked me how I was doing.
I said, “I’m fine. How are you?” Like most other people, he did not answer the question. I found that odd. I went home, I ate the food, and I went to bed after doing very extensive research on inquiry-based teaching pedagogies.
posted by lc at
9:25 AM
2 Comments:
So . . . I guess you really didn't like this topic, huh?
By
Donna Sewell, at 9:43 AM
The topic was great, the Fed Ex man is a different story. I was trying some Raymond Carveresque techniques.
By
lc, at 9:58 AM
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