Anthropology class… oh how I loathed you. I was ecstatic when I finished the WORST 16 weeks of online classes and managed to hold onto a small piece of my sanity in the process.
I suffered through discouragement, failure, and horrible scores on tests – less than perfection is in NO way acceptable! -with my commuting comrades cheering me on every day. Sometimes they would ask why I wasn’t doing homework: because I don’t want to, oK??? And they celebrated my mini accomplishments too.
I thought it was fitting then, that when I finished class and somehow had managed to achieve an “A” grade, that we should all celebrate. - Still don't know how that happened...
So… this project is something I did over a month ago - I baked homemade chocolate chip cookies (commonly known at work as “Elise’s Crack Cookies” – because they are addicting, and decorated baggies with my letter grade and some curling ribbon for a “pretty” touch.
Then one by one, as my train-buddies got on the train, I threw a baggie at them and yelled “I got an A!!!!”
They were simple but effective and I had fun making them. – which, is that not the most important thing?