by "we" I mean "they"...
... the kids...
ran "the mile."
Six loooooooong laps around the playground, complete with moaning, crying, limping, coughing, and puking.
As our little joggers said, "Oh look. Asparagus!"
They are a motley little crew of misfits out there running.
Every Wednesday, all the kids except maybe two launch into dramatic displays of their various "ailments" in an attempt to get out of running the mile.
They heal surprisingly fast when we suggest that if they're too sick or injured to run, they must skip recess...
...for their own well-being! We would HATE for them to make their sickness or injury worse by running around at recess. Better they sit it out at the lunch tables and heal.
As my mother would say, "The only way to get better is REST."
"Uuummmm. I think I can run now."
Today, a little girl came up to me in a true panic and said, "Mrs. Lee!! I have to stop running. I'm leaking!"
"Oh, great," I thought. "I've made another one wet her pants. HOW does this keep happening?"
As the girl approaches, she's showing me her leaky...
She actually raised her heart rate enough to break a sweat.
...and thought she was dying.
"Have you never sweat under your arms before?" I asked.
"NO!" she shot back like I'd just asked her if she had ever murdered a puppy or something.
"Keep running, kid. That's just your body saying Thank You."
People, we gotta get these kids outside more!
Wednesday, October 26, 2011