I’ve taken the plunge and decided to volunteer at my daughter’s school this coming Friday. They’re throwing a fair and I signed up to make cupcakes AND take tickets for the pony rides. I figured if I was going to be so out of my element, I may as well allow myself to be surrounded by ponies. It’s such a small thing, but for me, it’s momentous. Not only will I be in a crowd of adults I don’t know, I will also be hedged in by KIDS. Not only that, but I will have to interact with them.
It’s not that I don’t like kids, (I kind of don’t like kids, actually, they are so weird) I just have a hard time talking to anyone who won’t listen to reason. How do you tell a seven year old that no, she can’t actually eat an entire pack of peach cobbler flavored gum and have them see the clarity in that? To be fair, though, a lot of adults I encounter don’t abide by common sense either, so, maybe it won’t be too bad after all. Either way, it will be a new experience for me, and I can’t say I’m exactly looking forward to it, but the thought of it isn’t sending me into convulsions, either.