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Oh my cow....

Okay.  Imagine the look on my face, as I'm forced to read this flyer:

"An electrifying, awe-inspiring, spine-tingling breathtaking, event is about to happen at Orvis Risner!  On October 31st, we will have a Vocabulary Parade.  A Vocabulary Parade is an opportunity for your child to really, really, OWN a word.  A word they will remember for the rest of their life because they CHOSE it, they LEARNED it, and they TAUGHT it to others!  Children will teach their word to others during this ALL SCHOOL PARADE EVENT by dressing the part!

(NO HALLOWEEN COSTUMES please)

Hers's how it works:

1.)  Your child chooses a word he or she would like to be.

2.)  Help them look it up in the dictionary for the definition.

3.)  Your child displays the word on themselves along with the definition.

4.)  Help your child think of a way to dress-up like the word.

5.)  Words must be school appropriate and should make others think.

6.)  Show up to school on October 31st as the "word"

I think those that know me have a general idea as to what I looked like while I read this.  Something like...

What kind of fresh hell is this?  No Halloween?  A Vocabulary Parade?  That sounds as much fun as irrigating a boil.  But, I dutifully read this to Ethan.  As I read #1, about what word he'd like to choose, my awesome child chirped, "ENEMA!!"  I am not making this up.  Sweet, smokin' cheese I could not have chosen better.  He chose it, he learned it, and he's going to teach it to others!  YES!!!

Comments

  1. bawhaha

    at casen's school on halloween it's called: "dress as your favorite storybook character'" day. really? when has it become inappropriate for kids to dress up on halloween?!?

    ethan's school takes the cake though! go ethan!

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  2. How thoughtful. In the olden days Halloween was a regular old day. We had Christmas & Valentine parties. We honored our flag & prayed in the morning & before lunch. We played on play ground equipment, boys saw our panties because it was too warm for tights. Boys chased girls. Boys kissed girls. We played tag, Farmer in the Dell, Red Rover, four square ball, swang on swings, & slid down slides. I don't remember dressing for Halloween in school at all. Maybe during FHA initiation. Times have changed & Liberals have so brainwashed those teaching that it makes me sick. The school boards are cowards except for mine. They refuse to teach the Common Core. Yipee!

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