Aphasia Kids
Th 8-7 8:42 AM
I asked the kids what they would do if they were Superman. William said if he was Superman, he would be Batman. Luis said if he was Superman, he would beat up Batman. Jose said if he was Superman, he would beat up Superman. "The evil Superman?" asked Shirley. "Yeah," said Jose. "Well, what would you do with a million dollars, then?" I asked. Angel said, "Car!" "You'd buy a new car?" "Yuh." "What about you, William?" "Batman!" "You'd buy Batman?" He nodded his toothless smile. "I'd be a fish," said Shirley. "You'd be a fish if you had a million dollars?" "Yeah, I'd eat sharks."
What else? I'm going to take the rest of the month off. I'll probably get a good screwing over by payroll on my September paycheck if I do. I can't think of anything. I cut celery sticks and put peanut butter on them and ate for lunch. I have an apple, too. I'll make fish tacos for dinner. I'll probably eat before school. I pick up my rollercoaster picture today. I blow fart sounds with my lips. I could go for a beer. What the hell else? What the flying motherfuck else? I have to teach again tonight. I'm doing a lousy job with these aphasia kids. Maybe someone with some special training could do better. I can work on my cityscape. Gilbert just brought me a business card for his dad's screen and glass business. Didn't hear from Shirelle yesterday.
There's a white truck outside covered with unintelligible graffiti. A woman walks by with a Dole umbrella to protect her from the sun. A woman and a boy hang their clothes for sale over the iron fence in front of their apartment. There's a beat up old orange and primer Mustang out there. A grungy guy pushes a shopping cart full of junk. A Mexican pushes an ice cream cart with "El Michoacano" stenciled on the side. The parents line up along the gate watching their children go to kindergarten. Even after the teacher picks them up, they keep watching. Jackson's mom sent a note saying that she wanted to talk with me. I tried to call the number on the E-card, but no one was there. Ugh. No more paid vacation.
I asked the kids what they would do if they were Superman. William said if he was Superman, he would be Batman. Luis said if he was Superman, he would beat up Batman. Jose said if he was Superman, he would beat up Superman. "The evil Superman?" asked Shirley. "Yeah," said Jose. "Well, what would you do with a million dollars, then?" I asked. Angel said, "Car!" "You'd buy a new car?" "Yuh." "What about you, William?" "Batman!" "You'd buy Batman?" He nodded his toothless smile. "I'd be a fish," said Shirley. "You'd be a fish if you had a million dollars?" "Yeah, I'd eat sharks."
What else? I'm going to take the rest of the month off. I'll probably get a good screwing over by payroll on my September paycheck if I do. I can't think of anything. I cut celery sticks and put peanut butter on them and ate for lunch. I have an apple, too. I'll make fish tacos for dinner. I'll probably eat before school. I pick up my rollercoaster picture today. I blow fart sounds with my lips. I could go for a beer. What the hell else? What the flying motherfuck else? I have to teach again tonight. I'm doing a lousy job with these aphasia kids. Maybe someone with some special training could do better. I can work on my cityscape. Gilbert just brought me a business card for his dad's screen and glass business. Didn't hear from Shirelle yesterday.
There's a white truck outside covered with unintelligible graffiti. A woman walks by with a Dole umbrella to protect her from the sun. A woman and a boy hang their clothes for sale over the iron fence in front of their apartment. There's a beat up old orange and primer Mustang out there. A grungy guy pushes a shopping cart full of junk. A Mexican pushes an ice cream cart with "El Michoacano" stenciled on the side. The parents line up along the gate watching their children go to kindergarten. Even after the teacher picks them up, they keep watching. Jackson's mom sent a note saying that she wanted to talk with me. I tried to call the number on the E-card, but no one was there. Ugh. No more paid vacation.