I'm sitting in my ninth-grade English class, and they're doing a bit of creative writing about their 25th high-school reunion. I'm going to collect what they write and get it back to them in, oh, a decade or so. Won't that be cool?
I took my comp class to the college library today so they could do research. It went quite well. Between checking to make sure they were doing OK, I curled up with a copy of C.S. Lewis's The Discarded Image, which I found while helping a student find C.S. Lewis criticism. It was wonderful. Reminded me of how much I loved spending those long hours researching things in the library when I was in grad school.
Hoping to have a restful weekend.