And in the Senate.
A snippet of life inside my classroom:
P., the child in question, is the kind of fourteen-year old whose hair has clearly never met a comb and whose lips and hands are constantly streaked blue because he just can’t keep pens out of his mouth.
Me: Why do you think it is that so many other nations – Great Britain, New Zealand, Germany – have been able to elect female leaders, but we have yet to have a woman even run for president?
P.: Because they use the metric system!
The title, incidentally, is from a shirt that my very best girlfriend all through high school wore at least every other day our sophomore year. When I was home this past Christmas, she met another friend and me for coffee, but couldn’t go out because she had to go home to cook dinner for her husband. Oh, the irony.