Greetings from Poosey.
Mrs. Cory was big on the word “Tolerate.” She used it nearly every hour when I was in sixth-grade. “I will not tolerate idle talking in class!” (I always assumed that my own personal chatting was not idle. She disagreed.) “I will not tolerate chewing gum!” (A sixth-grader can easily keep two sticks hidden under his tongue through an entire filmstrip on Brazil.) “I will not tolerate