From the moment I walked into her class, I knew something was special. Spanish class was going to be great.
I do feel so sorry, said Draco Malfoy one Potions class, for all the people who have to stay at Hogwarts for Christmas because they’re not wanted at home.
One day, in one of my English classes this past year, my professor – who just happens to be the head of the English department at Randolph-Macon College – said something like this: “We don’t read for escapism. We read to critique.”
Back in April, we had Camptown at my school. Well, part of it, anyway. They had to reschedule all the games and rides because it was raining cats and dogs outside. But the Sage the Gemini Concert was still a go. They moved it to the gym because it was still raining. I got myself […]