I stopped in to see Mrs. Singer this morning when I dropped off Jack at school. She had called home and left a message that she wanted to talk to me and Mom. She wanted to talk about some classwork that Jack did last week.
Jack's class read a book, When I Was Young on the Mountain, and then they were supposed to write down a happy memory. Jack asked Mrs. Singer if he could write a sad memory instead.
Mrs. Singer wrote on the paper that she feels the same way, too.