As embarrassing moments in front a classroom go, I think that accidentally launching a tiny spittle bomb that actually LANDS on a student’s bare skin is one of the worst. Seriously? With all the empty space in the universe and in the classroom, my little dry mouth spitbomb landed on an person’s bare arm? It’s just par for the course this week, along with all the other spastic-ness I’ve subjected myself to.
My students got a good laugh and I made an attempt to look less embarrassed than I felt, but damn.