Yeah, so it is April 1st. I was expecting craziness, but the kids were okay. Aside for a few things going not quite so the way I planned (yeah, that was really grammatically horrid) it was an okay day. One of the assistant principals came by this morning and brought the teachers morning pastries and juice this morning, which was awesome cause all I had eaten was a Pop Tart (I know, really awesome. On Friday, I had the breakfast of champions-a breakfast jack with hash browns, OJ, and hash browns...).
Yeah, yeah, yaddah yaddah, same ole same ole. Bill is Bill, Larry walks into a bilingual conversation and is still spacing out before he figures something is amiss. We all danced at recess (I guess I am now the resident DJ for the 12:30ish block of WOW). Again, remember it is April 1st. None of my kids pulled stunts during the class.
With this in mind, I should have seen it coming a mile away, but I didn't. It is a little after 4 and I am walking my tutoring group to the front of the school to wait on parents. For a moment, I walk with one student into the cafeteria, when I see something that stops me dead in my tracks. It is Hoyt, and his nose is bloody, he has a scrape on his face, and his fists are balled.
Let me back up really quickly and introduce Hoyt. You have met Bill and Larry, and even briefly Esther Marie. Hoyt is a student who came to our school last year brand new. I met him when 3rd-5th went on a field trip together. I was separating Hoyt from another kid that he was not getting along with. Hoyt was very defiant at the time and I promised him at that moment when he got to 4th grade, he was going to be mine. I checked in on him often from that point on. You should have seen the shock on his face at the start of the year. He enters my room at Meet the Teacher, and immediately I greeted him by name. His dad was like "You already know your teacher?" And the rest was history....
Back to today. I am flipping out as I see the blood. I am thinking, why is this happening now? He has had such a good year. The nurse is already gone, I gotta call his dad, we have to go the office. And he just stands there while the kids freak out.
I step closer and am still freaking out, when all of a sudden, I see a smile start to creep up his face. When we are face to face, he licks his lips and yells "April Fool's!" It is some sort of food dye/syrup/etc. It looked so real because he had it on his nose and face as well as his knee.
I have to admit though, it was pretty good. He got me this time, but he better watch out cause when he least expects it....yeah, there I will be...