Just call me The *Recess Lady...

Complete with orange vest, my own whistle, a pocket of bandaids and another pocket full of hall passes. That's me... super cool *Recess Lady. I also get to hang on to several colored flags which I wave according to times and bells. 6th /5th grade: purple flag..... 4th grade: blue flag and so on...  

Mark keeps talking gleefully about coming to get a picture of me in my orange pockety vest for the blog. ( Like he thinks I would actually post it...... ha! )

Honestly... I never saw the *Recess Lady in me. It's definitely not a dream I had as a child.

My boss asked me if I would be willing to add an extra hour to my schedule. I asked Mason if he'd like to eat in the cafeteria with his lunchbox every day and have time to play on the playground before Kindergarten starts and he was all for it. No qualms. None. So I said ok. However it was sunny and warm when I said yes last week. It snowed yesterday. It was pretty cold out there. My nose and fingers were like ice but the rest of me was fine.

Tuesday: Day one as *Recess Lady

I gave out 3 hall passes.  

1. bumped head from falling on the slide

2. kid who cut his heel yesterday thinks it opened back up (ick) and is supported by 2 good friends who help him limp to the office with his arms around their shoulders

3. A skinned knee'd 1st grader supported by her 2nd grade sister (I know... sweet! )

I told several boys several times "we go down the slide on our pockets not our tummies!" and "no climbing up the slides".  

I was followed around the 1st 30 minutes by a pretty smiling 5th grade girl who until that recess was a stranger to me and who spoke very little in response to my "getting to know you queries"  I thought maybe she didn't speak much English.  I found out later she is fluent but struggles to communicate.

Wednesday: Day 2 as Recess Lady:

I gave out 2 hall passes

1. forgotten sweater

2. a boy scratching the nasty bumpy rash covering his arms to the point of blood streaming down one of them... ick.  He says he thinks he has bed bugs.  double ick.  I hope it's an allergy to his laundry detergent... 

I also heard these words from my 4th grade son "I'm glad you were here today as the *Recess Lady".  (I saw him standing alone and went to talk to him.  Some kids were bugging him about a girl who likes him and he was getting angry so went away to be alone to cool off.  He talked to me about it and seemed better after)

I get lots of smiles from kids who know me.  I get lots of hugs from kids who know me.  I get lots of smiles & hugs from my own little munchkins.  It was warmer today.  

*notice the capitalization every time I write Recess Lady?  (well of course you do.. I pointed it out with a little star! )  That is because that is my official title it seems.  Even the kids that know me as  Mrs. B because I work in their classroom every day call me "Recess Lady" on the playground.  I think that is a little weird.