I had heard rumors, old legends and folktales, but I had always believed they were mere stories of warning, meant to keep me on my toes and always be aware. But no, this past week I discovered that the myths, passed down from generation to generation, were absolutely true... You can be pushed to the brink of total insanity by the eye-rolls, whines, and hrumphs of teenagers. Before I say anymore, let me say this: Mom and Dad, I am so very, very sorry for those tumoultous years roughly between 1991 and 1996. Seriously...so very sorry. This past week I, along with two other IA teachers, took twenty-one sixth and seventh graders on a four day field trip. That's right, four days . For over 80 hours, we endured the arms-crossed, heavy sigh, glare stance that only a teenage girl has down to perfection, the bodily function noises that only teenage boys can manufacture, and the high-pitched, naselly, and constant whine that all dogs across South America can hear. We held our ground ...
Life on the Richert Ranch, Ecuador Style