to high school football

Working in a school always brings new adventures, including today's quest for a lost tooth. In an elementary environment, this scenario would be about finding a spare that the toothfairy could compensate for. Unfortunately, at the high school level folks don't lose teeth unless someone has smacked it out their mouth. So this afternoon I found myself crawling around on the floor, searching under vending machines for a tooth. Its former owner had no concern with his broken thug smile. He just wanted to make it to the JV football game that afternoon, and though dizzy, thought he should just return to class.

A few hours later I was in the stands at the JV game watching the cheerleader who looked like she had been transplalnted from AV club right into the middle of an advanced line-dancing class. I don't think she managed to place a correct step throughout the game and was always on the verge of tears until the yelling portion that ended each cheer. Apparently what she lacked in coordination, she made up for in volume.

My formerly toothless friend wandered into the stadium for the last quarter after undergoing a root canal and getting a prothetic tooth. Forget Friday Night Lights. This is devotion.