Friday, March 5, 2021

Sweet Culprits #SOL21

 We were walking around the quiet hallways of school before the second round of evening parent conferences, when Meg said, “Let’s leave a note and a treat for the staff on the second floor.”

“Okay, when?”  I asked.


“Tonight!”  she replied.


“After conferences?  At 8:00?”


“Yup!”


We rushed back to our rooms.  We only had five minutes before our first meeting.  She got our secret stash of candy from our treasure box, and I prepared the notes.  



Two hours later, we emerged from our classrooms, and off we went to deliver our treats.


As we rounded the corner, the night custodians were standing in the hallway with two large trash bags and their coats on their backs.  They were ready to leave, and we were just starting out on our mission.  


It was late, so we decided to finish the one wing and continue on Monday.


The next morning, questions were flying.  Many thought the principal and vice-principal left the treats.  Their last names start with the same letters as our first names.  Later, the principal sent an email stating they were not responsible and the culprits were still on the loose.  We chuckled - a sweet little mystery.


Texts, emails, and drop-ins started with smiles and thank yous.  We enjoyed planting something small and sweet to make everyone’s day.  


Meg and I, we are partners in crime.  We are currently plotting to make our next mission possible.  


I am excited to be participating in the Two Writing Teachers March Slice of Life Challenge!




6 comments:

  1. Oh, I need to do something fun like that- you have inspired me!

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  2. You are just the sweeties every staff needs, pun intended!

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  3. Lovely - what a wonderful think to do! A nice pick me up after a long week!

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  4. Secret Candy Fairies! LOVE IT!

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  5. Candy is a common love language among educators, I think. What a fun, random act of kindness!

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