“I feel like I could fly!”

I didn’t feel much like teaching today. The air conditioner had died and I was drained. But a job is a job and the show must go on. As always I psyched myself and plunged in. It turns out that the class at the adult day care went well with good humor and participation. We always end with improvisation using scarves ribbons or balloons and then the bow or reverence. Among the usual comments of “Oh that was good!” and “Bless you!” (from my African American friends and Islanders) Ms. Ruth claps her hands and says “I just feel like I could fly!” Well I just hugged her and thanked her and told her that she had made my day worthwhile!