At our school the morning announcements are broadcast via close-circuit TV. I often say, only semi-ironically, that it's my favorite show, because I really like seeing students both past and present on TV. Plus, I'm kind of a slave to the small screen.
In fact, I even get a little thrill when I meet one of the student broadcasters for the first time. "Oh yes," I'll say, only somewhat bashfully, "I've seen you on the morning announcements. Great work!"
One of the gimmicks of the show is to wish everyone a some-kind-of day-of-the-week. In the early days, it was a "wacky Wednesday" or a "fun Friday," but of course the stakes have been raised over the years. Thus it was that they wished us all a "Shirley Temple Tuesday" this morning.
"Awwwww," I said to my homeroom, "that's sad. She died yesterday."
"What?!" one of the students replied in shock. "What happened?"
"Well," I answered, "she was 85, you know." I shrugged.
"85? Then how is Betty White even still alive?" he demanded.
In fact, I even get a little thrill when I meet one of the student broadcasters for the first time. "Oh yes," I'll say, only somewhat bashfully, "I've seen you on the morning announcements. Great work!"
One of the gimmicks of the show is to wish everyone a some-kind-of day-of-the-week. In the early days, it was a "wacky Wednesday" or a "fun Friday," but of course the stakes have been raised over the years. Thus it was that they wished us all a "Shirley Temple Tuesday" this morning.
"Awwwww," I said to my homeroom, "that's sad. She died yesterday."
"What?!" one of the students replied in shock. "What happened?"
"Well," I answered, "she was 85, you know." I shrugged.
"85? Then how is Betty White even still alive?" he demanded.
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