a short while later i ran into the girl. she really was tiny, but had a huge spirit. she said that whenever there was a substitute for football or band, he and this other kid would torture the girls and run them off, and nobody did anything about it. at that point, she looked at me hopefully and offered that anyone could volunteer from two to 16 hours of their time each week to work with the kids and help out…
huh, wonder what all of that could mean.
(of course, i also dreamt a different night that i had to sing a song up on stage by myself in order to pass peace corps training. so much for the usual naked-in-class anxiety dreams.)
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