AGS Vignettes

The other day, I took some of the girls for a walk. We saw a couple of ducks by the side of the road, and as we were fairly close to them, this yielded the opportunity for better observation. "Look!" said one of the girls. " They have plastic things between their toes!" " You mean their webbed feet?" said another girl. Yeah. That's what it was. Talk about city girls.

I had an awful case of the hiccups yesterday at work. It was kind of embarrassing. In fact, at one point, I had to ask my colleague, Donna, to pick up one of the phone lines to communicate a message to a probation officer on my behalf, because I didn't trust myself to get on the phone. I just didn't think it would sound too wholesome to have wild sounding hiccups while talking to someone in the juvenile justice system.

Matt was explaining what a safecracker was to the girls today. It was a word in one of the readings they were doing for social studies. He wanted them to understand all the terms used, and clarified the situation so they wouldn't think that it was ( in his words) a "comfortable white person."