Saturday, April 18, 2015

The Greening

Mushroom /Photo Credit:  KR
One of the Thirdlanders is extremely talkative.  He talks to me when we're walking places even though we're not supposed to talk.  The problem is he's usually fairly interesting, so I get caught up in his sharing and then the Thirdlanders get rowdy in the hallway which is disruptive and reflects badly on me as a teacher.
Yesterday he walked next to me and asked, "What's your dream trip?"
I said, "Dream trip?  Hard to say.  There are so many cool places to see."
"Mine's L.A.," he told me instantly.  "Because my initials are L.A. So that's my dream trip."
Up until that moment, I hadn't realized that our dream trips tie in to the initials of our names. Come to find out,  my dream trip would be Lake Havasu and Husbandman would probably love Palm Springs or the Paris Suburbs.


mm said...

hmmm.... I wonder about an mm dream vacation...

KC said...

This is a wonderful prompt. I will think about my dream trip. But I guarantee it's not Kansas City.