![](https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjGF-ZEv0IPj6E3RbI6K6WluGKRxlTVJ2bjlmYOs2HQzXXD0X16WjhDQKLVnE9dW0nVQ5t44_DzgQKMPv55a_OhGLwM0y-lk7UEUejArSjmhquNYJFjRKUQ63uQOAzwxkqnMqdYaMcU7gyk/s400/MLS+12%253A5+-+Notre+Dame+Academy+Ticket+%25283%253A23%253A91%2529.jpg)
I don’t remember who went to the Notre Dame show or who was in it, but I know it was only a couple of months after I got my driver’s license. My girlfriend at the time was a sophomore at NDA, and it didn’t take a lot of convincing from her for me to visit the all-girl school for this play after a day at the all-boys Saint John’s.
I was teaching special education at the Hopkinton Middle School in 2003. I remember the day of this play vividly because the principal at the time came into my room during my prep period. My students’ 1:1 aides had taken them to the auditorium, and I was finishing something up before I headed there myself. I don’t remember what I said (“Hey, how are you doing?”), but I do remember her response: “You’re EXPECTED to go to the play, I hope you know.” There were a lot of things I wanted to say to her, but I kept my mouth shut. Full report coming in my book…
![](https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjxXpnXQzi9MRv5GeI7d9CRT4drTNl9pSGLQwxg4e9U32zENfv0HXSQC0X8Rb08FnfZZ77mN7NnK5SxJR34kvOyQyvcq8T_3FP9N6t34midUHK4gnqH2dk6DKzlMEyJdsGiKPeY97somrNm/s400/MLS+12%253A5+-+Our+Town+Program+%252812%253A5%253A03%2529.jpg)
No comments:
Post a Comment