Monthly Archives: September 2014

Losing the Mustard Bottle

The mustard bottle was only inches away.  It stood on the rolling cart next to the overhead projector. The nearly blinding light from the projector shone through the transparency and was then reflected up onto the screen behind me, the screen that the students were watching intently.  My hand was smeared with blue vis-à-vis ink, but I didn’t notice.  I nimbly stepped over the power cord that was running to… Read Article →