There are many times throughout the school year - and I will touch on this more later - when the adults in the building have to entertain themselves to stay sane. This might include water gun fights in the hallway, obnoxious e-mails, and riding the janitor's cart down the hallway. I have done all of these and proud to say that I am perfectly sane.
One of these instances of self-fulfillment came recently during our Student Fun Day. Student Fun Day - and I will touch more on this later - is day in itself that deserves it's own post, but during this day the Gym teacher and I (the only men in the building) are assigned "Dance Party" as our station for the day. The operations at this post generally requires you to play hours and hours of loud pop music in the gym, while watching to make sure that students don't kill themselves our others while dancing kiddie-rave style. It's wonderful.
No. It really is. Why? because when the kids are at lunch and not in there dancing to the likes of Ke$ha, Demi Lovato, and Bieber, the adults are jamming to the hits 1970's, 80's, & 90's. Teachers at our school actually look forward to Student Fun Day so that they can come dance their pants off while the students are off at lunch. Hey, we have to stay sane.
This last's years Fun Day with the teachers culminated with an ode to the '87 classic "Time of My Life" and the dance the Baby and Johnny shared with the lift you see above. The dance moves were going great when I took a risk --- "Catch me!" I shouted to the gym teacher from across the gym. "Ok!" he spontateously replied. Then I did it. I really did it. With the grace of an overweight 29 year old man, in front of all of my respected cohorts (no doubt cheering me on), I leaped, landing horizontally into the arms of the Gym teacher. It was a perfect 10. Baby couldn't have done it better. The teachers cheered and I was king of the moment. I was at my peak. Then the bell rang and lunch was over.
