I was walking down the hall during my prep period this afternoon.
Two 7th or 8th grade guys turned around the corner strutting in a unique way with silly grins on their faces. When they discovered someone was in the hallway, the silly grins turned into embarrassment. Our hearts were gay and young. :-)
Worry is like a rocking chair: It gives you something to do, but it doesn't get you anywhere. (Erma Bombeck)