Fuck! All I want to do is hold him and cry about how terrible I feel for hurting him and about how badly I want to just stay there with him. I'd give my soul to take back the tears I've caused him. I'd give even more to to see him happy and healthy; even if it wasn't with me... Fuck, I just wish I could show him how I feel...
I made this powerpoint for this week’s lesson - Regional/Iconic American Foods. I went back through and replaced all the text with my student’s reactions.