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The Main Principal

Beauty in the day: my Aussie friend came to the office with a bit of a predicament. He needed to share his Smile Chart, but he was aware that Mr. Jones was not in.
“Well, Friend, you can come back at the end of the day and you can show your Smile Chart to Mr. Miller.”
Friend looked (optimistically) dubious. I tried again.
“Friend, you know that Mr. Miller can TOTALLY do this, because after all, he’s the big guy – you know, he’s the Main Principal.”
He looked at me thoughtfully, and said, “Well, yes, and Mr. Jones is the other Main Principal.” – Change is hard, well all know.
“Well yes, that’s true; we call it the Assistant Principal.”
“You mean the Vice.”
“Well, some places call it that, yes. We call it the Assistant.”
Tick….tick….tick. He emerged from his trance.
“I suppose if Mr. Miller is the Main Principal, he knows how to do many jobs.”
“Wow, you’re smart, Friend! That’s exactly right!”
He agreed to return, and did just that at the end of the day. I sent him to check in with Mr. Miller. He was gone for a few minutes and then retuned, stood directly in front of my desk, and leveled a long look at me – directly in the eyes. I leveled back, not daring to back down. After several beats, he deigned to blink, and then made the following pronouncement: “He said that he really liked my deep thoughts.” – – – I let him pick from the prize box.
While it may seem that his very endearing spar with me was my beauty for today, in fact it was not.
It was the Main Principal’s message to him. I think he will ponder that for the rest of the day. 🙂

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Changing Channels

Beauty in the day: there were many moments today, and that’s saying a lot, based on the kind of day it was. But I think that my most favorite moment of beauty was at the end of the day. First-grade teacher who had experienced a very challenging day (one of many-in-a-row) was leading her class to the front of the school for dismissal. I had a message for her, and as I saw her approaching, I went to wait, and she caught my eye, and looked like she hadn’t a care in the world. In fact, she looked – – – tranquil. I gave her the message, and she smiled. “You know how (previous-1st-grade-teacher-team-member-now-out-on-leave) Genevieve​ always looks so serene, even on a bad day? Yeah, well I’m channeling Genevieve.”
Those of us who know Genevieve knows what this looks like. Christina​ nailed it – and I’m planning to practice tonight in front of the mirror.

Don’t Call Us, We’ll Call You

Beauty in the day: today was a long one. A really long one. Toward the end of the day it was determined that a lot of phone calls would need to be made. A LOT. And while said phone calls were being made and messages were being left, phone calls began coming IN, to answer said messages. At one point I decided I ought to check said messages. Three were hang-ups, two were random crowd voices, one was a man who said, “I need to talk to the Office Staff”, and then hung up, one was (I’m pretty sure) the same man who then said, “I need to talk to the Office Staff at Ardmore,” and then hung up, two were loud (very loud) chewing and crunching noises, and one was a response to the message I had left. The beauty part was that out of 8 messages, I only had to do anything with 1 of them. 😉
T minus 5 days to liftoff.