April Fool’s Day
As a teacher in the elementary classroom, April Fool’s Day was always exhausting. I mean how many times could you pretend to fall for ” Mrs. Judd, there’s a bug on your blouse, ” or “Mrs. Judd, what’s that on your cheek,” or “Mrs. Judd, I think I’m going to throw up”?
How many times could you remember to look at your chair for tacks or other foreign objects before sitting down?
One clever trick was sticking chalk in the blackboard erasers . Well, at least there are neither those types of erasers NOR chalk any more.
I was always glad when April 1st came on a weekend.
As savvy as the kids were about playing tricks on me, I could always get them with announcements about no recess or a massive homework assignment or a pop quiz.
The first year I was subbing in high school, I was on guard all day, but unnecessarily. Evidently that age had matured out of April Fool’s tricks.
But, oddly, even though it was not April Fool’s Day, recently I thought the kids were fooling me. As I walked in the door, a group of kids asked, “What are you doing here? We ‘re being dismissed at 9 .” “ Right!” I said and refused to believe them. But…they were right. Due to a water main break on the street, we all had the day off – well after nine o’clock.
To borrow words from Halloween it was no trick, just a treat!
©Dorothy C. Judd
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