Tuesday, May 1, 2012
In high school, I couldn't have pointed to Botswana on the world map hanging at the front of the classroom. I didn't know where the rest of the world was, outside the fifty-nifty United States, until my freshman year in college--an embarrassing confession, I know. I've spent the last two days subbing in a World History class, and the map pictured above engulfs the classroom's front wall. Nine feet by thirteen feet, the world map includes time zones, the varying depths of every ocean, and all the cities, states, countries found on this good earth.
While I walked around the classroom today, ensuring students were writing their five paragraphs about Gandhi, I paused to peruse the map. I found Iraq, then looked for Hong Kong. Running my finger along the equator, I stop in Brazil. "You're weird, Katy," I thought to myself, turning around to see if anyone was looking at me. Two students were entranced, so I crinkled my nose and whispered, "I want one of these maps, you know?" I quickly looked the other way and began shuffling papers, pretending to be doing something important. They thought I was weird for sure. Aren't all subs?
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