© Bruce Goodman 15 May 2015
Bob had taught Social Studies at the local high school for seventeen years. At home he kept chickens. Almost daily he would bring in cartons of a dozen eggs each and sell these “free range” eggs to other teachers at slightly under the supermarket price. Not only did this pay for the chicken feed, it gave him a handy little nest egg throughout the year to do or buy the occasional extra thing.
Then young Cory arrived on the staff. After a few weeks he innocently announced at a staff meeting that he kept chickens. He did it as a hobby. He got dozens of eggs and he didn’t know what to do with them. If anyone wanted free eggs, just call out and he could bring some every day.
As was said, Bob had taught Social Studies at the local high school for seventeen years. He knew the ropes. Cory didn’t last long on the staff.
What the heck is so wrong with keeping chickens? Sheesh, some people and their judging….:p
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Cock-a-doodle-do!
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😛
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Having worked as a teacher in schools private and public, secondary and tertiary, for most of my adult life, I can only say “Plus ça (ne) change(pas), plus c’est la même chose.”
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You forced me to interpret French. 😀 But I got it.
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LOL! My French is very very rusty. We have an expert in Cynthia (and not just in French I might add!) Cocorico! to Cynthia’s comment!
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I’m thankful for cognates. It’s a transliteration of “The more things change, the more they stay the same,” right?
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Et “Plus je pédale moins vite, moins j’avance plus fort.”
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I hadn’t heard this one before…love it!
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The yolk’s on Cory.
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I wouldn’t like to LAY the blame.
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