98 middle school lunches are left in this year! Woo hoo!
One of the perks of working in a middle school as a dean of students is supervising two lunches of 600 students each for every single day for 180 days. I have 49 days of school with lunches left, but who’s counting?
Upon their return from Spring Break today, sixth and seventh grade students reported that a food fight was being organized by the eighth graders. Little do they know is that I am ready. I have been at the retro arcade playing the Atari version of Food Fight and have been practicing at the Good Food Fight and getting even better at Lunch Fight. I have purchased my very own Condiment Pistol. I have a hit list started, and Ice-T tops the list of potential victims. How’s that for joy at work?
What are you trying to say? Haven’t you ever felt like a little kid trapped inside a grown person’s body? Don’t you know that I am cleverly disguised as a responsible adult?
FOOD FIGHT!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Bwa ha ha. Yeah. My favorite game is Killer Bunnies, so I am right up there with you in kid fun land. And I got Nun Bowling as a gift last week.
Huh. And all I love playing these days is GaGa with the kids, a kind of modified dodgeball.
“If you can dodge a wrench, you can dodge a ball.”
“If you can dodge traffic, you can dodge a ball.”
Hurray for the end of school. I know this is the long haul for teachers and particularly administrators as kids get nutty. Any plans for the summer??
Freaking awesome. Did it happen?
BTW, you’ve been tagged, dahlin’.
I was much more serious and responsible when I was a kid. I sometimes feel I could be capable of the silliest things. ‘ feels pretty good, actually.