the chipmunk clause

Like everyone else, Christmas holds so many random memories for me.

Anytime I hear Alvin and the Chipmunks, I’m instantly transported back to my first year of teaching.

Circa 1991.

25 first graders.

Yikes, I know.

So it’s the last day before Christmas break…

the day of the class Christmas party (back when you could still call them that).

I’ve got 25 mutant 6 and 7 year olds hopped up on mega doses of sugar and soda running buck wild.

I was letting the room mom in charge of the party run the show (as not to hurt her feelings).

She decides that what would really complete this scene out of a horror movie

would be to blast Alvin and the Chipmunks.

For the whole. entire. party.

On loop.

I still shudder and twitch just thinking about it.

Chalk it up to PTCD (post traumatic chipmunk disorder).

Oh, I wised up the next year…

I told my room mom we needed a “chipmunk clause.”

She could do anything she wanted for the party…

But no chipmunks. ;)

 

2 Responses to the chipmunk clause

  1. Linda December 6, 2012 at 2:08 pm #

    Wise woman!

  2. Erin December 6, 2012 at 7:18 pm #

    Ah, it has a formal name! I can listen to it ONE time during the season, and then no more. Kinda like my Christina Aguilera Christmas cd. At first, it was great, then it was like, her voice is really annoying me…now I can’t listen to her because that throaty thing she does grates. Super smart on the”chipmunk clause”, maybe you should coin that???

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