[after shaking it down for a minute] “damn, ms moffat. yous like white chocolate!”
[student raises hand mid-sentence on some topic about medieval history]
“can i just say something? you look like a mom.”
“i’m serious, ms moffat, your downward dog is fierce… we talk about it all the time”
“when do you leave duke?”
“well i guess it is a month from today…”
“NOOOOOOOOO! what if we all wrote letters to [the principal] to give you a job here?”
“um yeah, that’ll do it. get right on that…”
awesome.
