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Home > The Case of the Missing Wallet
Choose My Own Misadventure #1 | From the Annals of Chris Flood
Yesterday morning, I woke up at 7 AM, surprisingly late (surprisingly)
these days, and headed up to the Bay Ridge Trail. Skipping breakfast, I ate a banana and an orange on the way, and, not wanting to leave
the peel to rot in my car while on the hike, I was intent on
finding a trash receptacle at the trailhead. When I parked, it seemed
like I was in luck, since I saw signs for a picnic table and
restrooms, so I grabbed the trash and the other stuff I never go
without (phone, glasses, wallet).
Out of the car, I was ready to find a trashcan. Did I follow signs to the picnic area or restroom?
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I shared our email exchanges with my mentor today as she's been listening to me read CYOA books to my students for the past couple of weeks. This is ingenious! And I'm laughing so hard the cats came to check on me :)
It was inspired by you (and the imminent threat of the "Flood Is a Fool" Facebook page, lurking for about a year now...). Thank you!
Flood, this is truly amazing...I'm hoping there will be a Crested Butte or destructive jack rabbit story coming soon...oh, the suspense!