Muses for the Modern Times I
A teacher meets her destiny in a form she never expected.
My Tuesday morning programming class filed in, like soldiers, or maybe army ants. No, that wasn't fair! They were a good group of people, most of them kids, with a sprinkling of adults to make things interesting, but they were a pretty lackluster group. Usually, in each class, there is someone acting like a class clown to break things up, or a brilliant student who challenges me beyond what I thought I was capable of doin...