Rose and Sam's Excellent Adventure

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Class Reunion – Part II

Ok, I’ve got a bit of time to write this now.

Went into Just Kids yesterday. Both Rose and I were slightly concerned at how they would remember us (the kids), especially Rose as some of her kids were 2 y/old. We got in and it was great – teachers were briefed we were coming, so were the kids. There is only so much a single heart can take, and I think kids giving us presents that they’ve been bringing to school every day for 2 weeks, in the hope they see us, is about that limit.

Had a great reception from the teachers, hugs from all angles, and the kids, especially my class (White Rabbits 2) went apeshit. I stuck my head in the door, just a crack, and Gia Linh saw me first and had this weird look on her face, kinda like “that fuckin weirdo looks like Mr Sam” then the realisation that it was, indeed the royal douchebag himself. Was on from then on. Came into the class freezing, with multiple layers, within a few minutes I was boiling, and down to a t-shirt. Had mobile heaters hanging off me, screaming. I tried to leave the room about 10 minutes later and I now know how those mutant salmon feel up the stream. Forget about it.

Trang and Loan are lovely, as always – Loan albeit a little pregnant. Got some great photos.

We both had a class to ourselves this morning, which was hilarious. Roses teacher was sick, and Amanda, the woman who teaches White Rabbits 2 was filling in for another teacher who was sick. So basically, Rose and I had our old classes this morning. I think Ms Ha had something to do with organising this, as we’ve basically had an all access pass to Just Kids and whatever class we happen to bowl in on.

I’ve been invited to play games in my old Friday night class tonight (oldest kids of 12) with Mr Mick, so that should be interesting. Ms Ha is taking us out for dinner tonight with all the teachers, also. So tonight should be pretty fun – if I can only figure out how to extract oxygen from this shit they call air, I’ll be good. Seriously, Can this air buy a vowel? How’s about two O’s.


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