Delia has screening tonight --- maybe
Sensei has asked Delia to come for the first pre-black belt screening tonight. However...
We have not seen very much of Delia the Bear In The Morning thus far this winter, but boy, she showed up today, and how. She woke up in an absolutely foul mood, insisting that she couldn't go to school because she was too sick. She had no fever or sore throat, and frankly, we were not impressed, so we ordered her to go. She was furious with us and left without eating breakfast.
We got a call from the school a half hour later. Apparently, she had left in such a snit that she had forgotten her trapper/notebook. So I drove to school to deliver it, along with an English muffin spread with peanut butter for her to eat for breakfast.
I met Delia coming out of her classroom, with a note for the nurse's office. "What, exactly, is your problem, then?" I asked, trying to keep my temper.
"I have a headache and a stomachache and a cough," she said sulkily, and coughed once to demonstrate. To my trained mother's ear, it sounded utterly faked, like a third-rate actress auditioning for the role of Camille. I think, having lost the battle at home, she is trying to enlist the school nurse to back her up.
I forebore from pointing out that the headache and stomachache might have something to do with the fact that she skipped breakfast.
So I don't know. Rob may get a call from the school later to pick her up. I hope that she will start screening tonight, but we'll see.
We have not seen very much of Delia the Bear In The Morning thus far this winter, but boy, she showed up today, and how. She woke up in an absolutely foul mood, insisting that she couldn't go to school because she was too sick. She had no fever or sore throat, and frankly, we were not impressed, so we ordered her to go. She was furious with us and left without eating breakfast.
We got a call from the school a half hour later. Apparently, she had left in such a snit that she had forgotten her trapper/notebook. So I drove to school to deliver it, along with an English muffin spread with peanut butter for her to eat for breakfast.
I met Delia coming out of her classroom, with a note for the nurse's office. "What, exactly, is your problem, then?" I asked, trying to keep my temper.
"I have a headache and a stomachache and a cough," she said sulkily, and coughed once to demonstrate. To my trained mother's ear, it sounded utterly faked, like a third-rate actress auditioning for the role of Camille. I think, having lost the battle at home, she is trying to enlist the school nurse to back her up.
I forebore from pointing out that the headache and stomachache might have something to do with the fact that she skipped breakfast.
So I don't know. Rob may get a call from the school later to pick her up. I hope that she will start screening tonight, but we'll see.
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