After recreo, I had a test to give to third grade. They struggled but soldiered on. The grades are pretty mediocre, but such is life in a new setting with a new teacher and lots of new English words. That's not the point to this blog. The test took longer than I had anticipated, so I didn't start walking to 6th grade until right at 12 instead of 11:45. No biggie, we're in Mexico. I get TO THE DOOR and the bell rings.
Great.
Class lost.
On the bus ride home, I ask Geno what happened, and she said since it's payday we got out early. All we need is a reason, people. No, really, most teachers work the double shift. They leave their morning school, grab a quick bite and start at their afternoon school. Since it was payday, they needed time to go stand in line at the bank. Makes sense to me, and since I have direct deposits in the ol' US of A, I just enjoyed my extra thirty minutes!
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