Ever wonder what I love most in this world?

Yesterday I observed at Lone Peak. It was a lot of fun. I love the teacher I observe. I hope I can be a lot like him. The students wrote little poem type things - it was a creative writing class. So, I decided to get in on that action.

An Ode to Tofu:

I'm thinking about you like fish think about bugs. Like lungs think about air. Like dogs think about tennis balls. I'm thinking about you like a mountain man thinks about his beard. Like cows think about grass. Like volcanos think about lava. I'm thinking about you like cars think about petrol. Like freckles think about the sun. Like shoes think about feet. Like toast thinks about PB&J. I'm thinking about you like books think about plot twists. Like Clyde thinks about bonnie. Like headaches think about aspirin. Like junkies think about a fix. I'm thinking about you like a rock song thinks about a kickin' solo. Like sneaks think about brightly colored laces. Like shirts think about patterns. I'm thinking about you like Native Americans think about moccasins. I'm thinking about you like a cold thinks about phlegm. Like a teacher thinks about summer vacay. I'm thinking about you like leeches think about blood. Like mad scientists think about world domination. Like a ghost thinks about rattling chains. I'm thinking about you like a hipster thinks about oversized glasses. Like Bruce Lee thinks about punching faces. I'm thinking about you like one thinks about two.

I love being in the classroom.

Now watch this man do a FANTASTIC job of writing the original "thinking about you" poem. :)