The Chinal Pearl Inn part 8

[Firmhanded_Daddy]

dawwww aren't you so romantic. you're awesome. love it.

"Nah. Just trying to be considerate. You two are engaged in a conversation. I didn't want to butt in."

 

[sharingfantasies]

::Smiling as I watch the paper airplane fly across the room reminding me of a favorite true story::

At the beginning of each year I tell this story to my students when I explain that I expect their homework every day. I have heard every story possible, so there is no point in them trying to make up an excuse.

When I first started out in the classroom, a little boy came to class in tears. When I asked why he was crying he said that he didn't have his homework. I asked what had happened that he didn't have it. He told me that he left it sitting on the kitchen table. There were some other papers on the table and his grandmother started making airplanes and tossing them to the kids. The paper that he was supposed to turn in got thrown harder than the others. It went down the hallway and banked to the left and landed in the toilet. After a couple of blinks, I thanked the student for not bringing the paper to class. I checked with his mother after school and sure enough he was telling the truth. LOL

 

[The_gladiator]

"Nah. Just trying to be considerate. You two are engaged in a conversation. I didn't want to butt in."

no worries, I'm not that formal. but did find your creativity quite inventive made me smile.

 

[BeautifulTrauma]

((OWWWWW!!! I just bit the shit out of my finger… gawdang, PM’s … Whew…))

He leans over her to kiss her on each of her blushing cheeks before leaning his hip on the arm of her chair and idly rubbing her shoulder. "No need to thank me, that's what friends are for, you'd do the same for me."

Her comments about modesty made him smile, "I'm partial to night gowns... well you know not on myself but, you get it." he chuckles at himself.

The soft kisses on either side of her cheeks made her smile broaden into a toothy grin.

“I would, and I still appreciate it.”

A moment of silence as she watched him fumble with the notion of wearing a night dress. She looked over Glad with appraisal, raising a hand up towards her mouth, tapping her lips with her forefinger thoughtfully.

“Hmm… I mean… lavender could be your color. I’m not one to judge.”

She winked at him and giggled at her own joke.

Pulls out a piece of paper and begins to scrawl out words on the parchment. He took a few moments, tilted his head this way and that to examine his work. Satisfied he began to fold it into a traditional paper air plane. Once this was done he looked toward BT and gently tossed the plane in her direction. It coasted and landed deftly in her lap. Once she unfolded it the letters would read simply: Glad to see a smile on your face again.

As the paper airplane landed in her lap she quickly pulled it open. The smile that had broadened her features finally reached her eyes, and she looked up towards the direction it had come from. There, sat FD.

She tilted her head slightly to the side and admired him from her seat, waiting for his eyes to meet hers, and mouthed the words “Thank you.” She looked back down at the paper and pulled it to her chest, a comforted expression crossed her face for a moment, then turned to concentration as she attempted to refold the little airplane. A silly tendency of hers exposed itself: her tongue snuck out of the corner of her lip as her concentration grew.

 

[The_gladiator]

::Smiling as I watch the paper airplane fly across the room reminding me of a favorite true story::

At the beginning of each year I tell this story to my students when I explain that I expect their homework every day. I have heard every story possible, so there is no point in them trying to make up an excuse.

When I first started out in the classroom, a little boy came to class in tears. When I asked why he was crying he said that he didn't have his homework. I asked what had happened that he didn't have it. He told me that he left it sitting on the kitchen table. There were some other papers on the table and his grandmother started making airplanes and tossing them to the kids. The paper that he was supposed to turn in got thrown harder than the others. It went down the hallway and banked to the left and landed in the toilet. After a couple of blinks, I thanked the student for not bringing the paper to class. I checked with his mother after school and sure enough he was telling the truth. LOL

too funny I would have brought it haha.

 

[sharingfantasies]

too funny I would have brought it haha.

Sometimes they tell the truth. LOL

 

[The_gladiator]

((OWWWWW!!! I just bit the shit out of my finger… gawdang, PM’s … Whew…))





The soft kisses on either side of her cheeks made her smile broaden into a toothy grin.

“I would, and I still appreciate it.”

A moment of silence as she watched him fumble with the notion of wearing a night dress. She looked over Glad with appraisal, raising a hand up towards her mouth, tapping her lips with her forefinger thoughtfully.

“Hmm… I mean… lavender could be your color. I’m not one to judge.”

She winked at him and giggled at her own joke.






As the paper airplane landed in her lap she quickly pulled it open. The smile that had broadened her features finally reached her eyes, and she looked up towards the direction it had come from. There, sat FD.

She tilted her head slightly to the side and admired him from her seat, waiting for his eyes to meet hers, and mouthed the words “Thank you.” She looked back down at the paper and pulled it to her chest, a comforted expression crossed her face for a moment, then turned to concentration as she attempted to refold the little airplane. A silly tendency of hers exposed itself: her tongue snuck out of the corner of her lip as her concentration grew.

He laughed, "You never know, stranger things have happened, I could make a good tent with it." he winked, "It would only have one poll, though." he mused.

he watched her joy at receiving FD's message and grinned. "He's a good guy," he stage whispered to BT pretending FD couldn't hear him even though he purposefully was loud enough that he could.

 

[CFMB_fan]

::Smiling as I watch the paper airplane fly across the room reminding me of a favorite true story::

At the beginning of each year I tell this story to my students when I explain that I expect their homework every day. I have heard every story possible, so there is no point in them trying to make up an excuse.

When I first started out in the classroom, a little boy came to class in tears. When I asked why he was crying he said that he didn't have his homework. I asked what had happened that he didn't have it. He told me that he left it sitting on the kitchen table. There were some other papers on the table and his grandmother started making airplanes and tossing them to the kids. The paper that he was supposed to turn in got thrown harder than the others. It went down the hallway and banked to the left and landed in the toilet. After a couple of blinks, I thanked the student for not bringing the paper to class. I checked with his mother after school and sure enough he was telling the truth. LOL

A lovely little story, OFten the more obscure the story is, the more likely it is to be the truth, as no one could make that excuse up from imagination!!

Thanks for sharing

 

[sharingfantasies]

A lovely little story, OFten the more obscure the story is, the more likely it is to be the truth, as no one could make that excuse up from imagination!!

Thanks for sharing

You are welcome, thanks for bringing back that memory.

 

[The_gladiator]

A lovely little story, OFten the more obscure the story is, the more likely it is to be the truth, as no one could make that excuse up from imagination!!

Thanks for sharing

I think I knew someone whose dog really did eat his homework...

 

[sharingfantasies]

I think I knew someone whose dog really did eat his homework...

Yeah, I had a kid that happened to also. He spilled some of his dinner on the paper and the dog wanted some. He brought me the pieces and a note from his mother. LOL

 

[The_gladiator]

Yeah, I had a kid that happened to also. He spilled some of his dinner on the paper and the dog wanted some. He brought me the pieces and a note from his mother. LOL

Lol I generally did my homework... except in this one algebra II class where all the points were in the tests HW was worth so little I didn't bother I knew the material and got a's on the tests so.

 

[sharingfantasies]

Lol I generally did my homework... except in this one algebra II class where all the points were in the tests HW was worth so little I didn't bother I knew the material and got a's on the tests so.

I think homework was one of the most frustrating things in the last 15 years I taught. I tried all sorts of ideas from no homework except to study and read to cutesy like projects. To me, homework was about responsibility and teaching student to work independently. But I always gave it some value. I figured if I expected them to turn it in, then it should count for something.

 

[Uggg]

A lovely little story, OFten the more obscure the story is, the more likely it is to be the truth, as no one could make that excuse up from imagination!!

Thanks for sharing

I could!!! My magination is always in the toilet... or the gutter... can never remember which

 

[CFMB_fan]

I think homework was one of the most frustrating things in the last 15 years I taught. I tried all sorts of ideas from no homework except to study and read to cutesy like projects. To me, homework was about responsibility and teaching student to work independently. But I always gave it some value. I figured if I expected them to turn it in, then it should count for something.

Makes perfect sense...

 

[sharingfantasies]

I could!!! My magination is always in the toilet... or the gutter... can never remember which

The toilet is what you kneel over while you are throwing up all that gin. The gutter is what you lay in while you are throwing up all that gin.

 

[Uggg]

The toilet is what you kneel over while you are throwing up all that gin. The gutter is what you lay in while you are throwing up all that gin.

God, you're so good at poetry SF, that one was beautiful.

You know how fond I am of beautiful words

Edit: I especially liked how you rhymed gin with gin... very smooth

 

[Firmhanded_Daddy]

((OWWWWW!!! I just bit the shit out of my finger… gawdang, PM’s … Whew…))





The soft kisses on either side of her cheeks made her smile broaden into a toothy grin.

“I would, and I still appreciate it.”

A moment of silence as she watched him fumble with the notion of wearing a night dress. She looked over Glad with appraisal, raising a hand up towards her mouth, tapping her lips with her forefinger thoughtfully.

“Hmm… I mean… lavender could be your color. I’m not one to judge.”

She winked at him and giggled at her own joke.






As the paper airplane landed in her lap she quickly pulled it open. The smile that had broadened her features finally reached her eyes, and she looked up towards the direction it had come from. There, sat FD.

She tilted her head slightly to the side and admired him from her seat, waiting for his eyes to meet hers, and mouthed the words “Thank you.” She looked back down at the paper and pulled it to her chest, a comforted expression crossed her face for a moment, then turned to concentration as she attempted to refold the little airplane. A silly tendency of hers exposed itself: her tongue snuck out of the corner of her lip as her concentration grew.

Catching his eye was not difficult. He had been watching her read it with a sly, tilted little grin. Then when she lit up and mouthed her gratitude and clutched the paper he brightened visibly and nodded his head; smiling.

Watching her efforts to refold the paper and the concentration made him perk a brow. Then came that tongue poking out from between her lip and he silently chuckled to himself, shaking his head in amusement.

 

[sharingfantasies]

God, you're so good at poetry SF, that one was beautiful.

You know how fond I am of beautiful words

Edit: I especially liked how you rhymed gin with gin... very smooth

I am glad you liked it. I had a hard time finding a word that rhymed with gin.

 

[CFMB_fan]

The toilet is what you kneel over while you are throwing up all that gin. The gutter is what you lay in while you are throwing up all that gin.

LOL very good SF

 

[sharingfantasies]

LOL very good SF

::Sharing a grin with CFMB::

 

[CFMB_fan]

::Sharing a grin with CFMB::

And a Cute grin it is toooo....

 

[The_gladiator]

I am glad you liked it. I had a hard time finding a word that rhymed with gin.

been
din
fin
grin
min
pin
Quin
sin
tin
twin
win...


I rest my case. that was without really trying hard.

 

[The_gladiator]

and in other news I'm like 3 hours late to bed, so g'night y'all

 

[sharingfantasies]

been
din
fin
grin
min
pin
Quin
sin
tin
twin
win...


I rest my case. that was without really trying hard.

LOL If I ever actually try to write a poem, I will ask you for the words. Sleep well.