Last Monday I had to end class early to go home and throw up (my temperature reached 103). Last Wednesday I was still sick AND the copier was broken. I had nothing to do but hold in my stomach acid for 45 minutes.
Finally had a full class tonight. We read "A Modest Proposal." I'm not sure if everyone understood it was satire.
I had copies of "The Ones Who Walk Away from Omelas" but I thought we reached our depression quota. I'd forgotten how "70s" that story is.