1. Mochila is teaching abstinence to 7th graders and I sit in on one of her classes. She plays ragtime music on a keyboard and the students conjugate Spanish verbs in unison. Everyone seems to be having a great time and it's true that nobody is trying to sleep with anybody else.
2. I'm going to summer camp and I am crying because my mom can't go on the bus with me. Though I am an adult, the rest of the campers are pre-teens--this makes me the source of great ridicule. I hold in my hand a cold Coke, and the thought of drinking it upon arrival at the camp somehow gets me through.
