L.L. Bean black leather travel wallet which presently contains: 2 books of checks form 2 different accounts passport (I may decide to go somewhere today :-) metal nail file small white comb with navy hair band around the tail chapstick navy pen inscribed with thank-you message from school board receipts for photos I picked up months ago receipts for stuff I don't remember purchasing photos of both kids, wearing soccer uniforms from respective high school and college $0.78 3 bandaids notepad from a Quality Inn in Houston Sam's Club card, Mastercard, driver's license, insurance cards, blah, blah, blah This is stuffed into the backpack I carry to my day job as a high school chemistry teacher. This backpack has accompanied me to conventions and to the rainforests of Central America. It has lounged with me on coral islands in Belize, and trekked to the backwoods of Canada. It contains at the moment: a large blue zippered pouch with school logo containing student work, etc. a file containing lesson plans 3 partly-used legal pads many uniball pens in assorted colors TI-92 calculator 2 computer disks with unknown files my dive logbook - navy leather 3-ring binder 1 zip disk with no files as of yet October issue of Scientific American a scrunched-up pack of cigarettes (I quit last December. Where did that come from?) 14 paper clips, various colors 1 apple (lunch leftover) lighter Swiss army knife cool squirt gun I confiscated from a student last May small navy leather make-up case containing toothbrush, toothpaste, bandaids, tweezers, nail clipper, chapstick, contact lens supplies also, usually contains Franklinstein, my 10YO planner, whose contents are a story for another day numerous grains of white coral sand And all of this is toted 5 blocks to work every day in my explorer. Some days, I carry more stuff to school than I take to dive in Belize for 2 weeks. My husband referred to the minivan I used to drive as a garbage can on wheels, so I vowed to keep this car clean. I have had more luck as of late as one of its drivers has moved off to college. The car still contains a giant Rubbermaid tub full of scuba gear minus tank (they blow up if they get too hot) , but otherwise just has a few maps, a CD carrier, and the owners' manual and registration. I know that I will probably not be doing much more diving this fall as I live in the north midwest, but one never knows. I may decide to head south one Friday after school. Back Home | Index | Notification | Webcam | Dreams | Mood Swings | Tea Leaves Books | Music | Reflections | Guestbook | Postcards | Web Design Copyright © 1998 Willa G. Cline