The Meals

#1 son doesn't want to go to a movie with me. He just wants to "chillax." Probably a good idea after a busy week. Memoirs and midterms took up most of my week, but now they're out of my hands. The memoirs ended up being pretty good. My favorites were the simple stories, the one about the kid who likes to look out his window. Or the one about sitting behind a bush in the backyard. I especially liked "Hated Girl," the story of a sixer who made the mistake of telling everyone's secrets on instant messenger. I reviewed revision suggestions with the whole class on Friday, "The memoirs really needed tightening up," I told them. "We don't need to know what you had for breakfast each day on your vacation. We don't even really need to know that you ate. I'd actually appreciate it if you would just delete all meals from your memoirs in the final drafts."
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