I was really hoping to get a lot of work done on my quilt in the next few days, but it doesn’t look like it’s going to happen. My son called a little while ago, very upset. He is taking a writing class that he absolutely has to pass in order to graduate. The teacher has been intolerable and half the class has left. He has an oral on Monday and a final report on Wednesday. He is not worried about the oral. He always does well with them. I don’t know what I can do, but I’ll do what I can. He wants to graduate so badly! He’s trying hard, but the teacher seems to take pride in tearing everything apart.
The weather is suposed to be better tomorrow and the following few days so I won’t be running from air condiioned room to air conditioned room. Maybe I’ll take my machine with me and work on my quilt. I have a million split patches to make which also means a wad of fabric and cutting board and cutter. 
We’ll see.
Bye, Guys.
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Up a Creek in Lower Slower Delaware 
July 1, 2008 at 2:42 pm
He should be proud no matter the outcome. I give him lots of credit for hanging in there. I will keep my finger crossed for him. Maybe even though the teacher tore everything apart, in the end will give credit to the students that kept trying. Anyway…one can always hope!