This morning in East Texas, we had fog so thick I couldn't see the end of the block. I walked to the bus line but was concerned the bus driver would not see me. I removed my hoodie and waved it upon the first glimpse of what could be a bus.

Sure enough, the bus almost passed me. However, the driver did see my blue hoodie.

Jeanette Isabelle
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I'm not sure whose twisted idea it was to put hundreds of adolescents in underfunded schools run by people whose dreams were crushed years ago, but I admire the sadism. -- Wednesday Adams, Wednesday