Wednesday, May 16, 2012

Expect the Unexpected


Bridget had been all kinds of excited for me to sub in her Kindergarten class again--well, up until today, that is.  

Looking back, she was kind of quiet on the way to school, but I'm sure I had my mind on other things as I usually do first thing in the morning, so I didn't really notice.  

I started my day out on the playground, making sure hundreds of spring-fevered children didn't attempt to fling themselves (or each other) off the top of the slide before the morning whistle even had a chance to blow. I remember seeing that familiar pink backpack resting neatly against the school wall, marking Bridget's place at the front of the line.  I only remember because I thought it was unusual--my disaster of a daughter doing anything other than chucking her backpack on the ground, only to come to me in despair over her "lost" belongings.  

Eight-twenty signaled the I-don't-know-how-no-one-got-trampled-in-the-mad-chaos transition from playground to classroom, and school was officially underway.  As I headed into Mrs. Hansen's room, I expected your usual Kindergarten chatter, but instead, I saw a dozen little bodies huddled around that familiar pink backpack, whispering excitedly.  I knew it was something, I just wasn't expecting this....





Yep.  Your eyes are not deceiving you.  That is in fact, a baby bird, loving placed in a nest of blanket and stealthily brought to school in the bottom of an emptied-out, familiar pink backpack.  This contraband turned into the ultimate show-and-tell for our little criminal, who's official street name is now Mama Bird.








2 comments:

Tasha said...

Oh Wow. Very cool. Is it still alive though? I hope it survives. We found a baby bird when I was little and our veterinarian neighbor said to feed it bread crumbs in milk from a medicine dropper.
So funny how sneaky she was being. Aren't you glad that surprise came from your own daughter and not some random kid in the class?

Jonesy said...

Yes! Still alive! We called the Wildlife Refuge in Ogden and they said just to put it back in its nest. I guess the whole, "mommy bird won't come back after a human has touched it" is a total myth! haha...little stinker....