Every year in late August, I start channeling Kathleen Kelly from You’ve Got Mail, and waxing poetically about bouquets of freshly-sharpened pencils. Glossy duotangs! Packages of crisp white looseleaf! Brand-new boxes of crayons with perfectly-pointed wax tips!
|I can't believe I'll be taking one of the photos again soon. TIME! HOURGLASS! SOBBBBBB!|
I’ve always said that if I wasn’t a journalist, there’s a good chance I would have been a teacher. Not because I would particularly enjoy the “teaching” aspect, but because I’m addicted to school supplies, and I’d love to decorate and organize a classroom. That’s mostly what being a teacher is all about, right? (I totally feel all of my teacher friends frowning at me right now.)
At this stage of my life, however, I don’t really get to buy school supplies — and I certainly don’t get the fun of stapling pretty cardboard borders around a classroom bulletin board ...
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