A quartet from 4-3 knocked and stood awkwardly in the office doorway. “Are you here for the interview?” Wendy asked, probably having received a heads up from their handsome (at least above the mask) homeroom teacher. They nodded but didn’t move until Wendy beckoned them over to interview her first. Sidebar, I absolutely live these kinds of projects for kids. They have to practice initiative to find all the teachers nestled in their own offices and then practice speaking with adults. The journalist leading the pack with her clipboard was the same who wrote me a letter for teacher’s day and also insisted that I learn local dialect. It’s how…