If I haven't mentioned it before, when I first moved to Mooreland I rented a house that was basically almost across the street from the music building. And, once again, this is a small town...everybody knows everybody's business. So one morning I got up to come to work walked out the front door and remembered I left my scores in the car. I walk around the side of my house to the garage and open the door. Guess what's shoe polished on my windshield: "Miss Davis will you go to the prom with me?"
I guess the moral here is about perspective. Sure, I could have looked at all the pranks as a bad thing, got upset about it, and acted cranky. But that doesn't sound like much fun. I was annoyed about the name thing, but looking back those pranks are fond memories of mine. Those boys gave me such a hard time in class. I remember talking to one of them after they graduated and he said, "we loved your class." I was like, "What! but you guys were always giving me a hard time." And he said, "yeah cause we like you." Go figure - boys! There's a saying, it's a bit contrite but very true: "Life is 5% what happens to you and 95% how you react to it."
My choir kids 1st yr of teaching (junior high and high school) 1999-2000