We must be teachers. We are sitting in Chili’s, here in Guayaquil, Ecuador, on a hot date. Of course, we are both teachers, so the hot date is sitting at a big table, munching on salsa and chips, while grading papers. Every few moments one of us will stop, and read to the other some wonderful, hysterical or pathetic passage written by a student, and we spend a few minutes dissecting the moment before getting back to marking. It makes for slow work, but it is a whole lot more enjoyable, sharing our student’s foibles with another.
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