Breakfast Dance Party

Dear Dancing Manics,

This morning Student Council helped wake up a bunch of stressed out teenagers.

For the last couple years the council has been serving cereal, fruit and yogurt during exam week to "feed young brains". The program is pretty successful considering the majority of high school aged students have a tendency to sleep in, rushing to school without having eaten breakfast. Not only does skipping a meal slow brain function, it also can drastically affect mood. High School students' bodies are already running rampant with hormones that cause them to lose concentration on normal lessons, not to mention we have the attention spans of nats. However, we still become engulfed by various education experiences, although not academic. For example "How To Text While Having Eyes Remain on the Board", "The Effects of Red Bull and Monday Mornings" and my personal favorite, "How to conjure the Correct Answer When a Teacher Singles You Out for Clearly Being Stuck in La la Land". From a teacher stand point, the odds are already stacked against students when it comes to school and a lack of food only worsens the situation. 

Lack of food + Stressed out Teenager = Incredibly Difficult Exam. 

To relieve some of the tension in the school this morning, my friend and I suited up in complete 80's aerobics wear and blasted some dance music. Not only did the crazy costumes attract students to the food table, but they also caused some giggling. Between the two of us we had sparkly safety orange head bands, two pairs of bright purple tights, teal body suits and some rad rasta fire sneakers. The atmosphere was incredibly lightened compared to  a typical exam morning. My friend and I were dancing while dishing up cheerios and milk, kids were shyly grooving as they moved towards the gym, and teachers were bopping as they passed our table. A real breakfast dance party to sneak in a bit of fun before taking a desk in the gym. 

Well... we had fun at least. Perhaps not everyone was as pumped as we were, but you have to admit it'd probably would make the exam seem a lot less scary when there are two eccentric girls wearing fluorescent outfits offering you cereal bars. Besides, spandex in the morning is great way to start your day!

Dance, even if you're by yourself,

Arctic Hipster

"I Love my Crazy Friends"

The first time I saw a t-shirt with this statement printed on it, I was in Quebec roaming around with "The gang" and our exchange students. Honestly, I couldn't express how true that t-shirt is. Friends are possibly one of the most important parts of a person's life. That's next to family and breathing (however good friends would probably find you a gas mask or attempt to preform CPR if the need arised).
Not only do they hold your hand during needles, pull all the thorns out of your hair when you roll into rose bushes, share their food when you forget your lunch, make science fun by becoming "Periodic Table Ninjas" or call you at midnight to sing you happy birthday, there even exists wonderful fantastical people who will help you snag a bigger part in the play. That's right, you are reading Grandma Georgina's blog.
Although this might not seem too inexplicably amazing if you have not read the script for "Charlie and the Glass Elevator", try to imagine this:
An ancient Grandmother wearing nothing but a night shirt in all her wrinkly glory, speaking with a trailer park southern accent, floating in space and using her mouth as a jet propeller to gravitate in a glass elevator.
Yes, it's that awesome. A big thank you to "The Bucket" family.
I am eternally gratefully.

May we join hands, if we be crazy friends.

Arctic Hipster