September 10: Dad leaned out the window to hand a homeless man a few dollars. The man took the money and then mumbled something about January 21, 2023. When Dad rolled the window back up, I asked what the guy said. Dad leaned back in his seat and readjusted his seat belt. “I think he just told me when I’m going to die.”
September 11: The rain glowed for a few moments in the light of the street lamp. Heavy, golden drops that vanished into the darkness after falling a few feet.
September 12: When I first showed the Girl Power class pictures of Frida Kahlo, there were the expected jokes about her unibrow and her masculine features. By the end of the lesson, one of the fifth grade girls got teary eyed when I read Kahlo’s quote about feeling strange and alone.
September 13: Jaivon's dad reeked of weed at pickup today. I just hope that he doesn’t smoke that much at home and end up hot boxing Jaivon, though, that would explain so much.
September 14: Each girl was given a piece of paper with a few lines on it and were told to decorate it. At the end of the class, we put them all together to show that we had created a giant image of Frida Kahlo. I don’t think they really understood the community building aspect of the whole project because they all wanted to take their piece home rather than pin the whole thing up on our board in the cafeteria.
September 15: I wore my hedgehog onesie for pajama prize day. Eliel spent the entire day pretending to hug me when he was really attempting to pick my phone out of my fuzzy pocket.
September 16: It always freaks me out a little when dogs yawn. Their snout is so long that for a moment, it looks like their head is going to split in two.
September 17: Nick's dad got weirdly obsessed with the exact breakdown of the wedding party guests, wanting to know whose side was going to be bigger. Leave it to him to turn our wedding into a dick measuring contest.
much love,
hedgie
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