Look Ma!

Considering I didn't do anything that respectable knitters are supposed to do (knit a test patch, measure, block) and the fact that I started decreasing willy-nilly towards the top, fearing it would wind up TOO off-the-shoulder, I am rather pleased with how this sweater turned out:





NO I WON'T MAKE YOU ONE. This took four months of off-again, on-again knitting. I got a lot of it done in the last few weeks of school, when, like my newly aquired friend Jessica, I mentally checked out.

On that note, one more picture...

But first: I haven't said a lot about my last days of teaching, and I probably won't. I love teaching; I love children. I think all human beings are born inherently good, and I think all people, regardless of race or social class, have the right to the best possible education. BUT THERE IS A REASON WE SEGREGATE MIDDLE SCHOOLERS INTO THEIR OWN SCHOOL AND IT'S BECAUSE THEY SUCK--ALL OF THEM EQUALLY. It's true. I have accepted my own contribution once upon a time as a sucky middle schooler and for that, I apologize. End of disclaimer.

Now take a look at my darling thugs who thought it would be cute to flash gang signs for their teacher's sentimental class photo:



Aww.

p.s. This was a small class, comparatively.