Oh, and I did start crying

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I was thinking that it would be like, "Okay kids, time for Heather's lesson"
and I talk about Remembrance Day. The last two weeks have been so fucked up
with these parent/teacher meetings or whatever the fuck and classes have
been 45 mins since the start of the month so everyone is behind. So I just
worked it into my "chat with Heather" where I ask them a question at the
start of class and they don't answer. The first time I did it, I didn't
read mom's letter or recite the poem but I still got choked up. The second
time I did and there was about 3 times when you could tell I was about to
cry. But I made it through Flander's Fields without having to stop. I've
been hearing "kawaii sensei!" every time I walk into a classroom today.
Because I'm wearing a scarf and my green wool sweater? And I'm *<*I>still
freezing my balls off. I think I need to leave a hoodie at work and get a
blanket for my lap or something. Not being able to feel my fingers all day
at work is not my idea of a good time.

I also haven't heard any details about this trip happening this weekend.
It's cutting it a bit down to the wire. I want to know how much I'm
shelling out for this. Unless it's paid for? That would rock.

I'm also over this fucking computer crashing every time I try and open
something off my flash drive. Not impressed.

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I'm sitting with a fleece blanket draped around my old shoulders. Despite the fact that I feel as if I've aged thirty years by this very act, I am warm!

Hopefully they were able to learn something :)