Yesterday we celebrated a school-wide morning meeting. Every couple of months we have a special day sponsored by the student council. Yesterday, was crazy hair day. I am not into crazy hair day or pajama day. I am willing to wear team shirts or tie dye shirts, but I draw the line at some things. I wore green because it was St. Patrick’s Day. One of my colleagues mentioned that she had green hair spray. My first reaction was, thanks, but no thanks. The idea started to weigh on me, knowing that the kids would be gung ho and would likely ask me why I hadn’t done anything to my hair. My plan was to have a thin stripe on each side. It turned out to be a rather large stripe on both sides. Oh, well. The kids were very excited, saying you are the only teacher who did something with your hair.
When I got home, I had to go to the store and I quickly watched my stripes out in the bathroom sink. Later, when I got home my husband asked me why the bathroom sink was green. Oops.
This morning, just before the kids came my fellow teacher mentioned, you still have green in your hair. Looking closely in the mirror I saw some residual green and quickly washed the strands before the kids came in for the day.
In conclusion, I will probably participate next year, but I will plan it better.