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[Barbara addresses the network with a rueful, aggravated smile.] Hello, network. I'm Barbara Gordon. I met some of you several months ago, before the Porter decided it would be hilarious to send me back home for five minutes. [That ought to be a contradiction, but her fellow ImPorts will know it isn't.]
I've changed jobs, apparently - now I'm a computer science teacher. [Which, frankly, is a little bit intimidating; she's been a tutor, been a mentor, but a whole class of teenagers? That's new.
It's invigorating, though, in a way that isn't tinged with weariness or frustration.]
I was wondering if any other ImPorts are teaching, in De Chima or otherwise.
On that note - [She holds up her hand, and a yellow canary flies over tho perch on it.] This is Charlie. He came with me, this time.
Anyone else have animal whispering powers?
I've changed jobs, apparently - now I'm a computer science teacher. [Which, frankly, is a little bit intimidating; she's been a tutor, been a mentor, but a whole class of teenagers? That's new.
It's invigorating, though, in a way that isn't tinged with weariness or frustration.]
I was wondering if any other ImPorts are teaching, in De Chima or otherwise.
On that note - [She holds up her hand, and a yellow canary flies over tho perch on it.] This is Charlie. He came with me, this time.
Anyone else have animal whispering powers?