Today is the day. The goose goes on her Canadian trip with her French class. She is going to have a wonderful time. I am trying to not think of all of the bad things that could happen to her. Unlike the play I wrote with my students this year, she will not be wearing a watch with a tracking device in it so I can monitor her every move. I am forced to rely on her own good sense. And the goodness of others.
She’ll do fine. She will have a great time. She’s making memories that she will cherish for a lifetime.
Still given the choice, I’d go with her.