Tuesday, January 12, 2010
Willoughby Wallaby Woo
One of the things I like about my job is that you never know what you will be doing on any given day. I could be dancing, singing, going on a field trip, or chasing a loose goose around the playground. The principal and custodian still talk about the time I chased the goose down, grabbed it around the neck and then tucked it under my arm so we could secure it between the portables until its owner could come claim it. I also chased a policeman down that refused to show me his I.D. as he was sneaking around the building but that's a story for another time and I'm not sure I can even tell it because it involved an internal investigation.
So I never know what the day will bring. One of the reasons I stopped dressing up for work and now just wear jeans...my favorite item of clothing after my Keens.
So with that being said it should be no surprise when right in the middle of my math group a teenage girl came walking down the hall with a big dog crate. She set it down in front of the class and unzipped the top. Out popped the sweetest face I have ever seen. It was her pet wallaby, Mia.
Let's just say, there went the math group for the day. One of the little girls, who was complaining of an earache and just didn't feel like doing her math suddenly brightened up. She told me that seeing the wallaby made her feel better. I said it's a funny thing about animals, they can make you feel better...and get you out of doing math.
We petted and played with the wallaby a bit before it went into the classroom. Once in the classroom, the wallaby hopped around the room and let all the kids pet her. At one point the teenager wanted to show some pictures on the overhead so I was recruited to "wallaby sit" for awhile. The wallaby came with treats so I spent a few minutes going through its tricks. If you hold a treat up she will jump up on those big back legs and grab the treat out of your hand. I also had her jumping up on the small couch in the room. You know me, I was in love...with a wallaby.
When I got home from work I told Hubby about the wallaby.
He said,"Oh no, are you going to want a wallaby?"
I said," No I don't want one. I mean really what do you do with a wallaby?"
His answer- "What do you do with a pot-bellied pig?"
Picture courtesy of the internet. One of those times I was wishing I'd have brought my camera to work.