Well, I promised you more laughs from yesterday, so here it comes!

The teacher I work with was already laughing as I walked in this morning, and it was a half hour before class starts.  She told me how she woke up from a sound sleep early this morning because she was singing the theme from “Beverly Hillbillies” in her sleep.  Just one small indication of how crazy this job makes us get sometimes.

She then proceded to tell me about the road trip several of her students (my former students, and yes, the sleepy squirrel cousin included) had taken to New York the previous weekend to pick up some friends.  They drove two days and two nights without sleeping, at least that’s what the driver told me, but the narrarator of the story assured us that he had to give him a good whack upside the head to wake him up a couple times.  Anyway, at some point driving through Ohio or Pennsylvania they had apparently spoken with “Jungle People.” 

Yes, Jungle People.  I was passing by yesterday in the middle of this conversation, and heard my co-teacher repeat “Jungle?” with a perplexed look.  “No, there’s no jungle in the United States,” she corrected.  “Countryside!” she finally declared, after a bit more explanation from her students.  This morning she went on to tell me how these alleged “Jungle People” were “very dirty” and didn’t know how to use a GPS when our students asked for directions.  Who knows to whom they might be referring, but my best guess would be those people commonly known by the respectful title of ”Redneck.”

We sat and laughed ourselves silly over this, glad that today is Thursday and we have three days to recover from so much fun before we start it all over again.