My usual footwear of choice are slippers. Local people call them slippah. Mainlanders call them fl++ fl++. As a born and raised local girl, I refuse to refer to them by what I consider four letter words. Hummpfhh. So there you go.
Yesterday, I donned these comfy work worthy shoes to help out with my Master Gardener Ag in the Classroom project. It introduces 2nd graders to the joys of gardening. You must be quick on your toes when instructing eager and easily distracted 7 year olds. The kids keep you constantly moving. Large strides to reach the back group with handouts. Baby stepping over homemade newspaper pots. Crunching on spilled potting mix. Sure steps marching out to the field during the-surprise-(and it is always a surprise isn’t it?) fire drill.
This Shoe #2 by Ecco helped me perform my duties. A stylish workhorse but not too goofy to make you look like a geriatric fat ankled lost tourist. They were purchased for a soccer tournament/trip to Bellingham, Washington 4 years ago. Has it been that long? With nary a blister. I hope to wear them for at least another 4 years. Here’s a hint though, wear cute little ankle highs or peds as they tend to get a little shtinky.
Those 20 students had me flying like a “shoe lin warrior”. Part way through our presentation, I glanced up at the teacher whose smile knowingly acknowledged my prayer…”Bless you” I mangaged to utter as I leaped away to retrieve and refocus another animated 2nd grader.
