guacamole

For me, guacamole is a huge, green smiley face beaming up at you from the table every time you see it: unrepressible joy.

I scribbled this when I was teaching–I think this was with my 10th graders–and we were writing poems using their vocabulary words for that week. I was without a doubt the single most excited person in the room about this assignment, and for some reason I’ve hung onto this would-be ode to guacamole ever since:

Guacamole poem

¡Felicidades!