Good morning all:
Quite a day yesterday. Here goes. For 21 years I was a
soldier. I spent my time in infantry, tank, and cavalry units. I was
steely-eyed, camouflage wearing, defender of freedom. Very little scared me.
Yesterday I came face-to-face with one of the few things
that puts me thru my paces – a building full of middle school kids. That’s
right – those little life affirming units of potential that have one speed –
fast; and one volume setting – loud.
Having had a dosage of IVIG last week I looked at each one
of these little darlings not so much as loving little smookies, but rather as
germ bombs. In reality that’s what they are, kid crud carriers.
I had forgotten about their germ content when I said I would
help mentor a bunch of them at a Junior Achievement BIZ Town day. Junior
Achievement – except for being a breeding ground for medical maladies – is a
wonderful program that teaches kids the value of working together, goal
setting, and business fundamentals.
So anyway I get there and I am assigned about a dozen of
these bio- terrorists in disguise and we start the project (there were 100 kids
there).
When I first got there I had to fill out a name label and
the lady at the front door said, “Just put what you want kids to cal you on the
label. You know like Mr. Bill, Bill, Mr. Potter.”
Anyway I wrote “Superman” on my label and refused to tell
the kids my secret identity. Throughout the day my kids needed my help they
would yell, “Superman! Superman!”
What a great way to spend a day.
Oh and I probably didn’t get sick’ let’s see if the IVIG
holds.
