Sunday, September 11, 2011
Which, for those of you yearbook types, know was something just short of a miracle.
And which, for those of you non-yearbook types (but fans of this blog), know for me was probably a miracle of sorts necessitating divine intervention.
Even Mother Teresa would have found Picture Day trying.
It certainly tested my resolve to remain Ninja Teacher.
I almost set my hair on fire and ran out of the building when I arrived at 6:30 in the morning and saw the gigantic screen hanging from the auditorium stage.
You know, the stage that roughly 2,000 children, faculty and staff needed to navigate across to get their school pictures made.
Yeah, that stage. The one that was blocked by the giant screen hanging down. The screen that rivaled the dimensions of the green screen in the Wizard of Oz.
Yep, the screen that needed a special password code and either a Phd in technology or some sort of divine intervention in order to raise it. Yeah, that screen.
It took almost two hours before The Screen was raised because apparently only one person knows the super-secret instructions on how to do it.
And just in case you were wondering, I'm not talking about the good witch either.