The One With Apollo

Date: 8/30/2019

I get a huge pit bull-type dog and name it Apollo ... Renee, Brianna and I visit an 8th / 9th grade classroom so that Renee can get a feel for teaching. The classroom looks like a kindergarten classroom. Everything is colorful and the desks (which are arranged in a rectangle, all facing inward) are like kiddie desks. I’m amazed at how well-behaved the students are, and I realize that it must be because their teacher (a middle-aged lady with dreadlocks / braids in a bright green church dress) must be really good. I’m standing in the doorway with my arms crossed and two of the boys are just staring at me from across the room. I go to stand by Renee, and she whispers in my ear that this isn’t the teacher she came to see.