My time as a Cabana Boy has been curtailed this week by the absence of two teachers, a principal, and a conference on substance abuse that Becky had to attend all week. So I have been teaching the first two periods of the day (algebra and Pacific Studies) and then covering the office until 4:00 when Becky returns. I will say that the kids are polite, and if not eager to learn, at least willing to do the work assigned. The students at the high school level speak relatively good English and understand the materials and concepts even when presented by an old retired cop.
Because we are both gone all day Mischief has been brought to school each day. She spends the first two hours in her crate but then spends the rest of the day making friends with whoever comes into the office. And of course the kids love her when I take her outside at lunch and at the end of the day. It appears that there are very few dogs treated as house pets here and many of the kids are shy of Mischief at first. But with a little coaxing, even the small kids come over to pet her. Because Mischief went on the middle/high school retreat all the older kids know her and think she is great. They are amazed that we would bring her from Auburn and they are intrigued by her looks.
I had planned an X-box fest for this week but as my loving bride reminded me, as part of my Cabana Boy duties, I must help her when she asks. So this week I am a teacher/secretary. I guess being a Cabana Boy means being flexible. As I’ve said before, life’s tough when you’re a Cabana Boy.
Willard
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