Mi amiguita, Satcha, was in the metroplex for few hours today. She had a layover at DFW on her way to our dear alma mater Angelo State University for a journalism conference. JG and I were fortunate to visit with her over a late lunch, estilo mexicanp- de ricos tacos al pastor, tamales, y un sope. It was a pleasure to see Satcha despite the short time. 
I met Satcha during my early days at ASU many moons ago. Wow, has it been 9 years already?
You know, I was dying to tell my all students that I was going to see Satcha for a couple of hours, but i knew it would cause and uproar...I didn't want to hear suggestions, which my children are ever so generously giving them. I could just hear them...
"Why doesn't she come see us?" Por que no viene?
"Can we go too, like a field trip?" Usted nos puede llevar?
"Did you say she enjoys reading to children?"
No me conteni del secreto...le dije a una niña. She wrote a note for Satcha during recess, which by the way I forgot on my desk...I hope my student did not notice I left it!
