She insisted on dressing up as her favorite characters. One day last month she had decided to don an empire style dress and tiny slippers and be Elizabeth Bennett, picking up her mail at the post office and laying it into a basket half-filled with flowers. Last week she had done the obvious and stuck some vampire teeth in her mouth, making sure to smile a lot when she stopped at the library. Today she had decided to be crazy Mrs. Rochester from Jamaica and now imprisoned in the tower at Thornfield Hall. This took a bit more thought. She tried bare feet, a gypsy skirt, and a rather worn linen shirt, not quite tucked in. She ratted her long hair so it looked like very a messy nest with some straw mixed in. The nice people at the grocery store merely nodded and tried not to look embarrassed.
Courses I Teach