““What the hell?” Every surface gleamed. There wasn’t a paper out of place or a book out of line. Even the glue gun gone wild dioramas were as tidy and well-behaved as a row of altar boys on a Sunday morning. The headmaster must have ordered the janitorial staff to give the room an extra scrub over the weekend, and boy had they. The room was clean. Too clean. The place looked like a morgue. But if there’s one thing I’m equal to, it’s a clean room. In no time at all I had the room messed back up ...to my usual level of casual housekeeping. I re-cluttered the counters with handouts and papers I’d graded over the weekend, dragged the dioramas back to their usual spots and hid as much of the gleaming desktops as I could with dusty trays of soil samples that probably hadn’t seen the light of day since 1965. When I was satisfied my room looked its usual lived-in self, I popped down to the faculty lounge to check my mail, leaving my classroom open for the early birds as had been my habit.MoreLessRead More Read Less
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