If you were a regular viewer of the greatest show of the 90's, obviously Saved by the Bell, then you may understand the allusion in this blog title. Late in the show's life, main character Zack forms a band titled "Zack Attack". Because he is big tyme and a rock star, he also purchases the hottest new invention around: a mailbox-sized device known as a cell phone. But I digress. This post is not about Zack, or even Zack Attack, it is about.....
how I feel about casseroles.
After the earthquake John took Ben on many Bauer-esque missions through Port-au-Prince as they attempted to deliver meds, change money, and other adventures. In our first year and a half teaching here, Jodie has been an invaluable resource in how to deal with kids, parent conferences, and and living in Haiti. It was John who took us downtown the first time, near the National Palace and National Cathedral (both still in crumbles), and he let me sit in on his checkups with the pregnant mamas at Heartline. When we got robbed, they gave us their recently-moved-to-college daughter's iPod to replace the taken one. Too generous.
They pay for way too many meals, drive us way too many places, and just basically spoil us all rotten. Jaime, Katie, Ben and I all feel way indebted, and overwhelmingly grateful. So we decided to throw a little bash and make some posters (what elementary-teacher-planned fete can go on without an ACROSTIC?!). It was nothing, but at least we could say how we felt.
We love you two!