Yesterday Pepino Suave taught with a sinus head ache and a sore throat. I felt like 6 feet, 180 pounds of mucus. I feigned enthusiam giving my lessons, and my students pretended to care while receiving them.
Today I taught with the same symptoms, although well masked by a dose of Tylenol every four hours. There was no pretending. I whipped our rubber chicken around like it was essential to language acquisition. I wore a wig and walked like a duck. I sat on a fake sandwich. I claimed, in Spanish, that the principal dances with elephants. I was inspired. It appeared the kids learned, too (although we don’t have emperical proof, as yet).
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