Salvete amici
Yesterday my boss, a mother of twelve, a grandmother of three or four hundred, and an energetic soul sixty years my senior who refers to Josh and I as “the boys,” informed me that my duties next year will include a new elective class: journalism.
This is a new class for our school with no materials and no objectives except that we write and publish the school’s newsletter twice a year. As I create this class during the summer, I would appreciate any suggestions that you all may have pertaining to materials or methods that I could employ.
“the pig”
