Tuesday, January 05, 2010

A Day of Red-i-ness

The fact that atmospheric conditions inside my classroom hovered around the mid-60s all day yesterday meant that I had made two good decisions: wearing two red coats—one as outerwear and the other, a red leather number, initially for fashion—and bringing along a little jar of goodness I received as a gift from one of my students.

When school closed for break, I took the gift home, but upon examining its contents—hot cocoa, tea bags, lotion, and chocolate—determined that it was the perfect assortment of essential supplies to keep at my desk to provide a boost when winter takes its toll at the workplace. At least, all but the palm-sized mirror I found this morning when rooting for a bag of green tea.

“Hmmm…” I thought, sliding the mirror into my purse to take back home, unable to imagine why I’d need a mirror at my desk.

A couple classes later, I went into my storage closet/workroom with the intention of squirting single dabs of red, white, and black paint from the handy pump-equipped containers on my paint shelves onto a foam tray, in preparation for a little demonstration I planned for the second graders who were due to arrive any minute

The white and black paints—easily accessed from my chest-level “neutral” shelf-- flowed easily from their respective pumps into little dollops on my tray. I then reached slightly above my head for a squirt from the red paint container that I was too lazy to pull down from the shelf. Evidently, there was a little clog in the line, because a sudden shower of red paint shot across my entire face, miraculously missing the fashionable red jacket in its entirety.

Fortunately, I have a sink and those brown real paper paper towels in my storage closet/workroom. And a little palm sized mirror that that this art teacher will always keep at the ready, with the essential supplies.


Julie Schuler said...

Oh, man! That brown paper is scratchy. I would stash some nice soft washcloths or scrubbies somewhere.

Jen Chandler said...

Oh goodness! I remember those brown paper napkins. Not the most comfortable things, are they?

I wanted to comment on your comment :) I have always spelled "grey" the British way. For some reason, I just always thought that's how it should be spelled. Then I learned my favorite author, Madeleine L'Engle fought to have it spelled that way in her books and lost out to the American publishers. That made me all the more determined to spell it "GREY". It seems to sum up the true nature of the color. One of my favorites :)

Happy Tuesday,

5thsister said...

1st of all, let me butt in on your private conversation with Jen...Yes, I agree. It's grey, not gray for me (unless you are speaking of hairs!)

2ndly, I concur with are much more deserving of fluffy washcloths stashed away should such a silly mishap occur again (which is bound to with 2nd graders involved!)

Jade @ Tasting Grace said...

Ha! Nice save! :)

Kathleen said...

Way to be prepared!!

Bernie said...

I had to wear my coat at work yesterday. It has been cold, cold, cold. Nice blog post.



Life Laugh Latte said...

You should have left it on and done a facepainting demo instead. Body painting is a very practical skill for them to learn for various sporting games they'll attend. Send them back to class without their shirts on. That art lesson plan is on me...FREE...just as a Happy New Year gift. Holly

Holly said...

I like the face painting idea. Glad you had the necessary supplies...that would have been a tragedy.

Gropius said...

Being a red head, with any type of emotion, my face is bound to turn red. But this. This adds a new meaning to the whole thing. Stay away from that lead based paint!

Kirsten said...

I am so behind on reading blogs! I've missed your stories.

kys said...

Ugh. Those paper towels are the worst. I hate the smell of them as much as the scratchy feel.


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