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The Show Must Go On

Beauty in the day: Talent Show and Multicultural Night is but a month away, and this has many of our students in a bit of a tizzy. Notwithstanding is the Wonder from Down Under, who made his first appearance before school. I was ready, and told him that I had passed his message on to the PTSA, and had heard back that Thursday would be fine. He smiled shyly and went to line up.

He came back later, however, which didn’t surprise me in the least. “Excuse me, but I’m a bit confused still,” he offered (confused is one of his favorite words, as it gives him a juxtaposition of both inquisitiveness and neediness together).

“Confused?” I queried back (this gave me the air of one who has fully bought in to the inquisitiveness and neediness, and who seeks to give aid). He confirmed this stance, and I surprised him with a very knowing smile. “Well, Friend, you’re in LUCK! I’m going to take you backstage now, because the PTSA lady is there, and she can help you with your question!” Before he could voice either disbelief or refusal, I led the way to the backstage area, and we saw before us the PTSA lady.

“Hi PTSA lady, my Friend here is a bit, I’m sorry, confused was it?” He looked at me blankly. “Yes, he’s a bit confused, and I am pretty sure you can help with that.” I lined out the question, and she told him that he could most certainly audition on Thursday. “Let me write your name right here, where it says ‘Thursday’,” she said with the voice of authority. She reminded him to bring his equipment for his magic act. We walked back out to the hall then, and he stopped me. “I’m hoping to order a real deck of cards online for my magic act, so if they get delivered here instead of my house, then I’ll be happy enough to let you keep it for me on the stage or one of the other departments.” 🙂

I went back to the office, and he went on his way. But just then a tiny little girl who could barely see over the countertop came in and said plaintively, “I need to talk to my dad urgently. I don’t have my music for the audition.” Urgently.

And this is how it went.

S.O.S to the P.T.S.A.


Beauty in the day: the kid from Down Under came in to get things straight. “Excuse me, but I have signed up for the Talent Show Night, and I would like to say that I will like to do my audition on Thursday, not Tuesday, because I will probably need some extra time since I turned in my form a bit late.”
“Well, I’m not in charge of the Talent Show, but I will get a message to the PTSA for you.”
Surprisingly, he was satisfied and went on his way.
Not surprisingly, he returned. “Well, I am thinking now that perhaps I ought to come on Tuesday AND Thursday, because I might need some extra practice.”
“Okay, Friend. I will try to get another message to the PTSA.”

“Although….I might have to leave early so I can practice a lot at home….”

If you are on the PTSA and you are reading this, please adjust at will. Thank you.

Different Day Down Under

Beauty in the day: he was feeling “confused” – things here are a bit different than they are Down Under, it would seem. “Excuse me, but I am confused about Martin Luther King Jr. Day. I think perhaps last year we did go to school on his birthday, because it was on a different day than it is this year.” We had a talk about “how things work”, and he chewed on this a bit, and then announced that he was very confused about the next upcoming holiday. “Which holiday would that be?” I asked.
“Memorial Day, and it’s in May,” he explained. “I’m wondering if it will get cancelled.”
“Oh no, it certainly won’t get cancelled. It’s a national holiday.”
“Yes, but we didn’t have that one in Australia.”
“Well, no, I suppose not. But here we do have it.”
“But perhaps it will get cancelled if the people that do it get sick.”
“The people that do it?”
“Yes, the people that are in charge of the holiday. If they get sick, it would be cancelled.”
“Oh no, it most certainly will not be cancelled. It’s a national holiday. There is no one in charge – all the people celebrate it together – no one ‘does’ it. We ALL ‘do’ it.”
He liked that, and started to go, but then stopped and turned.
“In Australia they still talk about the Civil War.”
Time to go back to class – I saw a bunny trail looming. After all, the kid had a Guest Teacher today.