Monday, April 25, 2011

In Which My Principal Embarrasses Me Beyond Belief

So I was in the car with my mom today, and she was trying to remember a dream that she had last night. After she told me that it was really awesome, I mentioned a dream I had last year where I got married at Hogwarts to (I think) Harry Potter. She replied that I better not tell my principal about it, and we both laughed.

I'm homeschooled right now, but I spent a semester and a half in a regular school earlier this year. (I have a feeling that I've mentioned this before…) Well, one day at lunch the principal sat down at my table and started talking to my friends and me. Then he asked us "If you could spend the day with anyone, anywhere, who would it be and where?"

He asked me first, but I had just taken a giant bite of sandwich, so I was like, "Mmmf?!" Everyone else went around the table and said stuff which I can't remember anymore. When he asked me again I totally went blank before saying "Harry Potter…at Disney World."

A few weeks later, there was an awards breakfast for select students (I would say honors students, but that's not exactly what it was) and I got to attend. I was already feeling a little sick as I was just getting over the flu, so I mostly concentrated on not letting my voice go croaking when I was talking. But then Mr. Principal Man absolutely HAD to tell the entire room the story of the HP thing. Get this: that was the only story he told. Out of the ENTIRE school.

Oh, and he also told my whole class and my dad when he picked me up after school. Because, y'know, that's going to win you lifelong admiration from the embarrassed teen girl.

Oh yeah… 
(That's a picture of California that was on my box of state-themed crayons. Not me, or my principal.)

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