Page 78 of Character Flaws
April grabs a wrist and pulls my hand away from my face and gives it a motherly pat.
“So, I shouldn’t tell you that I sent out a message to all the teachers with the ticket links?”
I gulp. “Oh my God! Are you trying to kill me?”
April cocks her head and gives me a big smile, her hands clapping together like one of those toy monkeys with the cymbals. “It’s not every day we have a star among us. And I know without a doubt you’ll be great. I can’t wait.”
I slink down into my seat and hope to God she’s right.
Regardless of how it goes, it has lead me to one very big life decision. And I’ll never hear the end of it from my mother.
I’ve decided to quit teaching. In fact, I sent an email with my resignation to the Principle just yesterday.
I’m going to give my hand a crack at writing.
And I guess if that never comes to fruition, maybe I’ll make my mother happy and pack my bags and move back to South Bend.
Unfulfilled dreams in hand.
