The first day I rummaged through the recycling bins at HHS, I found a big bag full of old hall passes. Now, everytime I come to the high school, Mr. Lack hands me another big envelopeful. As the pile of passes grew, so did their influence on me, insisting that something be made with them. So, I brought in the sewing machine and have been sitting in the hallway outside Nest sewing hall passes together. They make nice blankets.
2 comments:
It is great to be able to "Pass" out in the middle of the day!
I’d love to have Permission to Pass the day in all that paper.
^_^
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