ADVICE FROM THE NON-MIGRATORY

Issue #231103   |   November 3, 2023

Inspiration

My dad never threw anything at me, thankfully. Mrs Grey, my fifth grade teacher, however, had a truly great right arm! She could throw a chalk eraser across the classroom and bean me right on the noggin! I was constantly talking or drawing… she stopped throwing them at me when the chalk dust triggered an asthma attack and I had to go to the doctor. Of course my mom was furious, and let her know it… but I did deserve some obedience training. Still, somehow I always knew Mrs, Grey was on the look out for an alternate projectile! Oh, the glory days!

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