Friday, October 02, 2009

#13: It's Not Weed, Just Spitz

Two former students, then in grade nine now in grade eleven, crossed me in the stairwell. Holding up a bag of sunflower Spitz, one student exclaims, "It's not weed, just spitz, Miss Rider, just in case you heard our previous conversation. I promise, you can check if you like!" Only in high school.

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