Two snails were traveling south.
A turtle was traveling west.
Two snails were traveling south.
A turtle was traveling west.Two snails were traveling south.
A turtle was traveling west.Two snails were traveling south.
A turtle was traveling west.
Soon they approached each other.Two snails were traveling south.
A turtle was traveling west.
They got closer.Two snails were traveling south.
A turtle was traveling west.
Closer still.Two snails were traveling south.
A turtle was traveling west.
Just inches apart.Two snails were traveling south.
A turtle was traveling west.
And then……calamity!
One of the snails was directly in the path of the turtle.
It was inevitable, perhaps.
Maybe the turtle just couldn’t stop.
At any rate, it didn’t stop.
The turtle ran over one of the snails.
And kept going.
West.
“What was that?” asked the violated snail.
While the turtle kept going west.
“I don’t know,” replied the other snail. “It all happened so fast!”
Last summer some of the ceiling tiles in my classroom were water-damaged and moldy. They were replaced today.
So there’s that….
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Yes, the tiles were replaced, but not the damage underneath. A band-aid for what ails ya. The mold is growing along all of the air-conditioning pipes and will continue to do so unless the underlying problem is addressed. You should see the damage in Vicky’s room and in mine as well.
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