We are having a teacher dance-off tomorrow.
Those of you who know me (and I think that's everyone who reads this), know that I am a bad, terrible, God-awful dancer. I'm currently teaching my kids about figurative language, so when I first referred to myself as the world's worst dancer, I immediately thought, "hyperbole." Then I realized that it might not be a hyperbole. I might actually be the world's worst dancer.
And yet, during afternoon advisory, I let my kids teach me how to dance. Hilarity followed. It was loud, crazy, and maybe a little riotous. But it was also really, really fun. I made a complete fool of myself in front of my students-- something that I don't think I've ever honestly done before.
We'll see where it gets me tomorrow. ;)
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