My Fed Ex delivery guy goes to our church. What are the chances of that? We go to church 20 minutes away in the community where I was raised. Bernie is a mountain of a man. He has willingly played the part of the giant in several children’s productions at church. I fondly recall the Saturday; the long waited third Harry Potter book was delivered. It was a summer day and the whole family was in the yard. As Bernie pulled up our teen aged son went running to grab the package. Holding the box above his head, Bernie laughingly said, “sorry, this isn’t addressed to you Brad.” “I have to give it to the addressee.” He walked up the drive and over to me as Brad continued to jump and miss the package.
I do a lot of professional reading in the summer. Most years I read 10 or more books for work. I’m switching grade levels this year. I am rereading some books I own, looking with a 3rd grade focus, not Young 5’s. In the past two weeks I’ve bought and read The Writing Thief, Culham, I’m almost done with Read Write Teach, Reif and I’ve been flipping through Chart Sense by Linder. I’ve got 3 more books, on order. As I decide I want to read a book I tend to immediately place the order. We live 45 minutes away from the closest book store so I use Amazon often. I’ve done that 3 times in the past days. I’m fortunate to have Amazon Prime, so my scattered shopping habits don’t cost me extra shipping charges.
Last week, as my husband and I walked into church Bernie said to Wayne, “I’ve left a few packages at your house lately.” Wayne shrugged and muttered, “I never know what’s she’s buying.” That is true, especially at Christmas time, but in my defense he doesn’t mind my reading or purchasing habits. I jokingly turned to Bernie and told him we needed to review the purchasing confidentiality rules.
This morning’s task is to make a list of the mentor texts Culham suggested. I’m planning on checking which books I have in my library at school. Yes, you’d think I’d know what I already own, but several of the titles may have looked familiar because I’d bought and shipped them to my grand-kids! Bernie doesn’t deliver those. Whew!
This afternoon’s task will be to check the list against inventory and then—place another Amazon order.
It’s a good thing I’ve finished paying for our kid’s college educations, this summer’s reading might rival a tuition bill. I’m thinking I may need to avoid Bernie in the next few weeks.
My Fed Ex driver goes to my church. I should get off the computer and go get dressed before Bernie knows WAY too much about me.