President’s Day

Last year the girls confused me by asking why we celebrate President’s Day. They thought the holiday is for the sitting president. After being corrected, they replied, “We should celebrate Reagan’s birthday.” Looking at the variety of girls before me, considering their backgrounds, I realized they defied every sweeping generalization I had ever heard.

We moved on. I asked, “What would you do if you were queen for a week?” They changed the driving age, dropout age, funded deep sea research, stopped profiling, and kicked “lazy” people off of welfare. Notice the lack of Reagonomics.

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About hey miss

A teacher. A prison guard. I used to think that was like oil and water. Like lightening and metal. Some days it is. Some days it's magic.
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