Chapter 9: Doggone CrazySaturday, I arrived with the large bowl of cold baked beans early enough to set up some of the audio equipment from the music room. It felt good to be back in my classroom, even if they were deep-cleaning the carpets, so everything had been moved into the hallway.
When people began to arrive. I was reunited with multiple students, including Annabelle Jensen who I’d seen at the farmer’s market, and Benji Montgomery, the choir president.
Soon, the barbeque was in full swing. Students and their parents were moving around the various booths. The drama teacher, Nate Hernandez, was fundraising for sets and costumes by allowing students to throw pies at him. My accompanist, Liz Bryant, also showed up to say hello and see how I was doing.
“I’m plugging along,” I told her
