Wednesday, October 6, 2010
I Feel Like I Am Living In a Ricola Commercial
As you all know I live directly behind an elementary school. In fact between our back gate there is a row of trees and then the playground and basketball court.
It has been a fun four years here and I would not trade my lovely view or the sounds of happy kids playing at recess or after school. It is really nice. [I could live without the screamers tho' - what is it with kids that scream on the playgroud for a solid 30 minutes?]
When recess ends each teacher has his/her own manner of announcing it to the class and it usually entails a whistle. Whistles are cool. I can get down with a good ol' fashioned "tweet" every forty five minutes for 8 hours a day, five days a week. It is to be expected because of our proximity to the school.
Ms. 11:45? I am not too happy in your choice of hardware because it is very disconcerting to hear a HORN everyday at 11:45. And not a little horn either. It is a big a** honker of a horn that makes me believe that you think some of your students have wandered off into the hinterlands and you fear they may not be able hear a simple, little coach's whistle.
Lady - let me clue you in. If I can hear the other teachers' whistles while in the shower I can guarantee you that MARYLAND can hear that freaking horn.
Do us all a favor and buy a whistle. Better yet can I just bring you one?