The Day Class Stopped

I was in seventh grade (at a Seventh-Day Adventist school, P.U.C. Elementary, in the Napa Valley) one morning. But there was no teacher. All the teachers were in a meeting.

I started getting nervous. I feared they were in a meeting about me.

I had decorated my side of a desk divider with photos of scantily clad women.

Hmm, maybe I made a mistake, I thought.

A student from another class eventually came in the room, walked over to me, and said the faculty were discussing what to do with me. I would make my life easier if I removed all the bathing beauties from my divider and replace them with something more anodyne.

And so I did and the problem went away.

But that situation keeps recurring in my life.

About Luke Ford

I've written five books (see My work has been followed by the New York Times, the Los Angeles Times, and 60 Minutes. I teach Alexander Technique in Beverly Hills (
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