gleaners

Scott and I spent the morning with some of the people I work with at a place called The Gleaners. It's a factory of sorts run by volunteers. Local businesses and growers donate their old fruits and vegetables, and people volunteer their time to prep and dehydrate them. They then package it into a soup mix, and send it all over the world to people who don't have food. Kind of a neat concept--taken from the Biblical practice of leaving the extra wheat in the fields so that the poor could come and glean it. So we spent about three hours coring apples and cutting the bad spots out. That and coming to the firm conclusion that my principal is crazy. He's super competitive, and kept on pushing the apples to the other side of the cart so that it looked like he had done more than anyone else. And then he cut his wife's hand accidentally. There will be no end to the mocking now.

Our power is back on, thankfully. I'm sitting at my desk in my office which faces the window, out of which I can see the ducks floating around in the river. My little heater is humming away by my feet, Ethan Koerner is in the cd player (for old time's sake) and Scott is sitting behind me doing a crossword. Ah yes, life is a lot nicer with power. There's supposed to be another storm tomorrow. Hopefully it won't be as bad as the one last week. Go to Scott's blog if you want to see the destruction that one caused.

Alrighty, back to marking. I had my students write short stories. It's pretty fun to read them.