Piece of Cake

I often report here about what's going on in my Creative Nonfiction class. Today my 18 year old twin daughters turned up, with cake and a balloon, and everyone sang Happy Birthday to me. I could not have been more surprised.

Rather than turn that into a clever lead for the need for surprise in one's writing, I'll simply end with a quote from one my students: "Never apologize to your students for anything that results in cake." J.J.

(the picture is an old one of A & P on their 16th birthday in Libre Union, Mexico)