Picture thirty children
now add a few more.
Imagine a teacher calling roll.
Kids are answering automatically.
The one or two more mischievous kids
are prompted to speak by their teacher
and then the task is complete.
Now close your eyes and picture something else.
The same thirty odd kiddos
all wearing name tags
bearing a name other than their own.
As attendance is called,
they don't all remember who they are supposed to be.
They are prompted several times before,
with a gasp or a giggle
they are nudged
and happily recall the silly daydream
they are a part of at summer camp.
Today's "Star Day" was a hoot.
Although we did talk about burning balls of gas
that shine brightly in the night sky.
The most fun...
The true monkey business
was the chaos that ensued
from allowing the students to choose
new names for themselves.
After all,
being famous...
is often referred to as being a "Star"....
And if you are a star,
it can be exhausting
and some days,
you just want to relax
and be someone else.
My co- teachers and I had new names too.
I was Ms. Sam,
my friends?
Ms. Oprah and Miss Purple!
The entire day we refused to answer if we were called by our "incorrect" names.
At lunch we ate starburgers
and
after a zany romp in our empty adjacent field,
the students who found the star stickers hidden among the waving forest of Queen Anne's Lace became our kid crew leaders for the day.
They were our line leaders and were asked to make all decisions for their group that required camper input. There was no group voting today!
What gleeful nonsense.
What a blessing to have a boss who laughs
and goes along with the fun.
sigh....
I do love my job.
I do not know what kind of day you had.
You may have had a hard day.
Perhaps someone was unkind.
Maybe your day was enjoyable.
It is possible you were bored.
Whatever happened today...
I hope that tonight,
you have found a happy peaceful moment.
The world is better because you are in it.
Thank you for what you do...
for who you are.
May you be blessed this night
and always.
I wish you only good things.
(and comfort in times that rotten things come your way instead!)
=-)
Throwing popcorn at my youngest daughter...
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