Mrs. Wishy Washy

There are two weeks left of school…the time of year when we cram as much fun into each day as possible in an effort to keep kids and adults alike engaged. Field day, writing celebrations, class plays, outdoor lessons, awards assemblies, and spirit week. Each day this week has a different theme, and today’s was my favorite of them all: book character day.

Last night I pulled my blue dress from the closet and laid my red shoes out by the front door. I folded my red and white apron into my school bag and tried to remember what I usually use for a head wrap, finally concluding that last time (was it two or three years ago?) I had borrowed a bandana from my work partner. Unfortunately, she is not a night owl like me and was most certainly already fast asleep. No problem, I thought. I’ll find something.

I went downstairs with the intention of getting a white shirt from my husband to cut up, but decided to check the fabric bag just in case. Lucky for me, I found a big square of leftover curtain lining that would do the job perfectly. I added it to my school bag and stepped back. All ready!

This morning I arrived at school in my blue dress and red shoes. In my office I tied on my apron and head scarf before heading down to my morning duty spot.

Arrival time was bubbling with excitement as students and teachers admired the boundless creativity on display. Students came dressed as princesses, fairy tale creatures, anime characters, lots of Harry Potters, and super heroes. Teachers were dressed as Cruella Deville, Carmen Sandiego, Piggie, and Alice the Fairy. The best, by far, was our assistant principal dressed as Fly Guy. Smiles spread across faces and exclamations of “oh, you’re…” or “who are you?” rang across the entryway and playground.

One of my favorite first graders stopped and stared at me. He spends most of his time in his own world and clearly wasn’t quite comprehending what book character day was all about.

“Why are you dressed like that?” he asked.

“I’m Mrs. Wishy Washy,” I said, pointing to the cover of the book I was holding. His eyes went from the picture to me several times. He still didn’t get it.

“Okay,” he shrugged, then headed off to his line.

I laughed. I love book character day!

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