davidd (davidd) wrote,

School Stuff

Today was the last day of school with the students. Francesca, the "kid I made cry," wrote me this note:

Dear Mr. D.
Who has golden hair, drives a car of the same color, and forces his kids to watch Sailor Moon? You, of course! (Great, now what do I say?) It's been a super-duper fun year with you! I'm sorry that I couldn't show my appreciation more than by giving you this wimpy flower lei. Oh well. I really, REALLY love the drawing book and sketch pad you gave me!!! THANK You for a great school year.
If you wanna email me, my address is azariahthedreamer@....
Never, ever forget me!
--Frances D. -- "Francesca"


Just for the record, I never forced my students to watch Sailor Moon. From what I can gather, that may have been the social studies teacher, Mr. L.

Y'see, here's what went down. Two or three days ago, one of the students, Mele I believe, was telling me, in a rather disparaging tone, "you know what, Mr. D.? Mr. L. used to tape all the Sailor Moon episodes off TV!"

"Really?" says I. "I used to do that, too, but then I bought the DVD box sets."

"You did?"

"Yes. Season One and Season Two."

"Oh." Suddenly her tone turned into a conspiratorial whisper. "Well, you know, I used to watch that show all the time. I really like it!"

I thought little more about it, but news travels fast, apparently, even if, or perhaps especially when, it's not really news. Today my classroom telephone rang. It was Mr. L.

"Is it true you like Sailor Moon?" he blurts excitedly.

"Well, yeah," I say. "You heard about that, huh?"

"Yeah. The kids said you have the DVD box sets!"

"Yes. They told me you taped all the episodes."

"I used to. I have the box sets, too. They're out of print, now, you know! And did you know there's an episode missing?"

No, I am not exaggerating. This is virtually a verbatim transcript. He went on to tell me how to track down the "missing" episode from a guy in Canada who can be contacted online. We chatted briefly about the other videos, and the live-action series.

"We'll have to talk more about this later," said Mr. L. enthusiastically.

My school is kind of weird. I like it. A lot.

I even like some of the kids. (But don't tell 'em!)

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