Alright, let’s chat… it’s been a while. It is my DUTY to humankind to spread the word of Red Ribbon Week. However, there is an irony in Red Ribbon Week here at my school. Red Ribbon Week at a continuation school is like throwing a baby shower at an abortion clinic, completely ironic. I mean hello, everything I learned about drugs was here, from my kids.
But I really wanted to take this as an opportunity to do something worthwhile as a teacher, and thankfully I am getting the chance. It was decided that teachers could use forced child labor (otherwise known as class participation) to decorate their door for RRW with the hopes of winning a party for their class. And much to my pleasure 4th period was the chosen group to do this. I love my fourth period class. It is a tiny group of kids, which for the most part make my whole day better. No matter how bad things might be, my fourth period always makes me feel like everything I go through is worth it, because I have them. And I have struggled this year to connect with the new group coming in, but these kids are a gift. But anyway… let me get back to the point RRW.
Our mission is to pick a theme and decorate our door. I was thrilled with this competition. Really any competition has my name written all over it. Any chance to conquer a small portion of the world and I am all over it. But to top it off I get to conquer a small portion of the world with my beloved fourth period! Who could ask for more? But much to my dismay, not so many of the other staff members were as thrilled as myself. So how to fix that… put them on blast during the announcements and call them pansies of course! Needless to say sending out “don’t be chicken” and “make my win worth the work” emails went far.
We have a good portion of the staff decorating doors now. But I will just say this; my kids have this in the bag. I will spare no expense, I will pull everything physical and monetary resource I have. Why? Not just because I love to win… but because I never realized how excited my kids would be with the project. They have brought ideas and talent and joy to the competition. I’m really proud of them. And we will relish in the tears of the classes who perish in the luminescence of our splendor!