Unlike the other MASAP administrators, my story is quite simple. One day I simply woke up and noticed I was alive. I realized that since I was now among the living, I should probably go to school and work. Which brings me here today. I have no childhood or past and therefore live vicariously through the memories of others. That is why I wish to teach children, so I may experience the joy of the childhood I never had, through my students. And no, that is in no way weird or creepy.
Before I share my story, here is a quick video on the dangers of love:
Twilight Years from Tom on Vimeo.
Now for our Valentine’s Day story.
Once upon a time there was a boy named Tay. He was absolutely silly and he loved planes. One day, while flying his model airplane with a “vrrrrm vroooooooom” he noticed a sweet little girl swinging on a swing. After walking up to her, the little boy asked if she would like to see his airplane. She shyly said yes (at this point she’s thinking... “man, is this kid weird or what?”) and Tay showed her his airplane and even made the accompanying flying noises.
“Hi, I’m Tay. What’s your name?” said the little boy after he had fully demonstrated the incredibly awesome effects of his model airplane.
“My name is Brittan. Do you want to play with me?” Although they may not have realized it at the time, this would be a day they would never forget. For you see, Brittan was very impressed by Tay’s extensive knowledge of airplanes and their engine sounds. They began to play together and imagined themselves in far away places, battling against evil pirates and ninjas, and finally finding themselves stranded on a deserted island.
Suddenly Brittan realized that all of their adventures had been real and they truly were stuck on a deserted island.
“Tay, what are we going to do?! My mom would kill me if I was late for dinner again!”
After some serious thought and a few grumblings from his stomach, Tay knew that they must return home before dinner because he was really hungry. Then he had a brilliant idea, he could build them a plane and they could fly home! He quickly set to work and began crafting an expert aircraft. In no time, it was up and running with the aid of his “vrrrrm vroooooooom.” They flew as fast as they could toward home, using the North Star to navigate their path.
They landed back in the park at the stroke of 6 and with a quick goodbye, Brittan ran home as fast as she could. Unfortunately, she was 57 seconds late and was sent to bed without any dinner.
The next day, Tay went to the park, accompanied by his model airplane, to find that Brittan was sitting sadly beneath a tree. He assumed that she must have been late for dinner, so he picked up his plane and with a “vrrrrm vroooooooom” fly over to sit next to her.
“Why are you so sad Brittan?”
“Because I was late for dinner. My mom said that if I was late one more time, I wouldn’t be allowed to come and play at the park anymore.”
“Well then, I guess we’d better keep our adventures closer to home. Besides, now we already have the plane built so we may as well use it to travel everywhere. That’ll make us go faster.”
With that, they leapt up and continued on their great adventures, traveling across the world in Tay’s homemade airplane. Never again were they late for dinner, and at least until the end of summer, they played together happily ever after.
The moral of this story is never forget your homemade airplane when going on daring adventures--for you may end up late for dinner and go to bed hungry. Also, falling in love can be as easy as demonstrating your model airplane.
Love,
Becka Wiser
Vice President. Also performs disciplinary councils.
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