Took a Trip to My Old High School
Which is also where my mom now teaches chorus. I discovered that she had given my sacred Lisa Frank trapper keeper, that I cherished in my childhood, to one of her students.
The student’s name was Patrick, and he had written his name in the front with sharpie. I decided to kindly remind him that the trapper keeper did not belong to him.
This is not the actual note, as I rewrote the note when I realized I had managed to misspell “until”. Go figure. Anyway, I forgot to take a picture of the revised note.
