Master and Me

Recently, the master took me on a trip. She describes the trip as wonderful, fascinating, exciting and thrilling. I, myself, would beg to disagree. I thought the trip bordered on boring and minimal.


The master quickly made new national colleague type friendships. I was spent a great deal of time babysitting my best friend's great-grandfather and various cousins of other old friends.

Together they laid the ground that will determine the state’s future secondary language arts teachers. I was excited to be a major part of this group! Without me, the master would have been an ineffective panelist.

They saw the amazing architecture on Princeton’s campus, visited the shops, and stood on the same ground past presidents and statesmen occupied years before! Being along only for the ride, I did not find anything thrilling here.

New York, Broadway, and Wicked were other highlights of the master’s journey. Places and events just are my cup of tea.

Then she immersed both of us in the local food scene. FOOD! Just the word perked my interest. The word was the highlight. The expensive soft drinks, cupcake, cheese cake, pizza, omelets, seafood dishes, and sauces just weren’t up to my standards.