When School Asks You to Donate a Kidney, I Mean, Volunteer for the PTA
I have just returned home from our school’s first “PTA” meeting. I am feeling a bit mortified, really, at the way I behaved. I may have offended some people, and this was my first time meeting all the “middle school” parents. It's just that, having been told when someone asked me to become the “sixth grade class coordinator” that it was a “really easy, low key job,” I actually found myself gasping (audibly) for extra air so I wouldn't pass out in my kid's cafeteria when we got to item small “j,” under Roman Numeral X (ten), capital letter “Y,” regular number “8,” of the outline.
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