My principal keeps dropping by my room on some pretense or another. I suppose she is verifying for herself that my class is not the den of iniquity that it is portrayed to be. Each time she has stopped by, the kids have been extraordinarily engaged in their work or something that we were talking about. In fact, the second she walks in the room, they become especially earnest about whatever subject and appear ten times as respectful as your average public school kid. I like this group of kids. 
They have my back, for sure, and I’ve never had to say a thing.
