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The director asked me to come in whether or not I had a class to look over some old sewing machines they'd found in a closet and were thinking of selling. (These were the machines I'd tried using with my class initially, but they're older and idiosyncratic and cranky and just not what ten-year-olds want from a sewing machine).
When I got up to the third floor classroom where the machines were set up, it turned out that six of my twelve students were there too. (Flattered that they chose me over their other teacher, but really, none of us were prepared for anything, so they ate water ice and watched a movie on one girl's phone while I futzed with the sewing machines). They came over occasionally to see what I was doing, or to comment that the machine pictured above looked like an old car -- which it does, all it needs is fins and a little more chrome.
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The girls all left a little early -- they had a graduation party to attend -- but I enjoyed them while they lasted. I'll be seeing four of them in August, when they're coming to my house for a week-long sewing camp (I must be mad). Until then, my life will be blessedly child-free.
As far as the photo to the right, there were plenty of chairs in the room, they just decided not to use them. There were two more girls sitting on the floor under the edge of the table, one of whom was holding the phone for the rest.
It's going to be very quiet without them on Tuesday afternoons, but I think I'll get used to it.