Scared of a F.A.C.E.

Well, it's the last week of the semester, which means it's my last week of health. We're finishing up our health and nutrition unit. I think I'd rather learn about whole grain AGAIN than go to my new class.

F.A.C.E.

F.A.C.E. is basically a home economics class, where we cook and sew. Most people would want to get free bags and eat free food, but let me clarify just one thing.

KIM + OVENS AND NEEDLES AND EGGBEATERS AND SEWING MACHINES = AMPUTATED INDEX FINGER.

And, I hear my teacher, Mrs. Lubeck, is really mean. According to one of the ninth graders, she once beat a kid with a yardstick because he didn't preheat his oven to 350*.

You can see why I'm scared.

Luckily, we'll have groups when we're cooking, so maybe I'll let them do all the dangerous stuff and I'll do dishes.

Then again, I might stab myself with a knife...

~Kim~

P.S. Did I mention that I already have a bad history with yardsticks??