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The Dreaded Teacher Look

Today, I walked.  I walked with Margaret to Shokolad, where we enjoyed delicious crepes for brunch.  I walked to the bank to deal with my missing debit card.  And I walked to a new Mediterranean place to check out their falafel.  (Not as good as Sultan's Palace.)  As I was walking to the Mediterranean place, I crossed paths with a group of kids.  One of them was emptying a bag of Doritos into his mouth.  He then tossed it on the ground.  I stopped.  He froze.  Our eyes met.  I put on my best teacher face. I slowly looked at the bag, then back at him.  I raised my eyebrows in question.  Without me saying a word, he hurried to pick it up, wide-eyed and apologetic.

That's right.  Whether in the classroom or on the street, I am Ms. B., and you better not show disrespect by littering.

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