So, here’s the deal. I’ve been giving myself pep talks every day reminding myself that even though I’m not following the much-revered instructional schedule, it’s not as if I’m poisoning the kids’ minds. They’re still working with most of the expensive, bloated curriculum–it’s just that it seems it’s not a bad idea to mix things up…every day.
At the staff meeting, I brought some brownies that had tahini swirled in. I had decided earlier on oatmeal cookies, but this recipe looked too good to pass up, and I figured the chocolate stream would probably counteract anybody’s uncertainty about the tasted of sesame butter.
Mrs. Helm was extremely ‘on board’ with them. Mr. Taylor showed up at our table as well. Not sure if he knew I had treats or not. but there he was. I guess some people have a sixth sense about brownies. Anyway, I got the usual sneers from ‘the queens’ table [closest one to the exit…reserved for specific people, name cards not needed].
I couldn’t help but turn in their direction, lift a brownie just above eye level, drop it down to my mouth, and ceremoniously chomp down–my eyes rolling, my cheeks full. Probably not appreciated by the onlookers, but hey, you’ve gotta get through staff meetings somehow.