School days? Already? “Back to school” seems to be the main topic of ads and store aisles these days. It’s starting to look like school comes around almost as often as Christmas anymore. Which is strange, since I don’t dread school the way I do Christmas. That’s not to say I never did dread school. There were days during summer vacation when I would look at the calendar and realize that my blessed days of freedom were slipping away all too fast. Then by the opening of school, in self defense, I would manage to work myself into some kind of positive frenzy. I’m sure most folks did. You know: … Continued
I hope I’m not getting in too deep. Into pizza dough, I mean.
The debate over a possible alternative school here in Forrest City could turn into more politics than anything else.
I was in a good mood. I wasn’t upset with anyone or anything. Just browsing through Facebook, occasionally chuckling at the misadventures of a friend’s mutt or complimenting other friends on the perfect beauty of their new baby.
Since we moved to Beech Grove, I’ve seen some heavy rain now and again, but I never thought about looking for that old guy building a boat.
I noted with interest that there were 394 Republican votes cast in St. Francis County during the recent primary.
An idea ahead of its time? A proposal for a gigantic boondoggle? Something that might work? All three?
Ants. Such little creatures. So unwanted when one finds them in certain places.
In 1983, Edwin Edwards, once a governor of Louisiana and running again, told reporters, “The only way I can lose this election is if I’m caught in bed with either a dead girl or a live boy.”
I was saddened to read that three local schools had been placed on the academic distress list. I guess that’s what we’ve come to.