There's a Cow in Your Livingroom 07/11/2018 Most days as a teacher I didn’t have to worry about cows walking through my living room. But one day I did. I was teaching in a rural school in a classroom whose windows looked out on a pasture, as well as part of my back yard. We were in the middle of a very important lesson in fifth grade, probably diagramming sentences, when one of my students yelled out, “Mr. Carey, there’s a cow in your back yard, and I think he’s going to go into your house!” Instantly, every student was at the window,
Most days as a teacher I didn’t have to worry about cows walking through my living room. But one day I did. I was teaching in a rural school in a classroom whose windows looked out on a pasture, as well as part of my back yard. We were in the middle of a very important lesson in fifth grade, probably diagramming sentences, when one of my students yelled out, “Mr. Carey, there’s a cow in your back yard, and I think he’s going to go into your house!” Instantly, every student was at the window,
