Hi, my name is Nicole and I am a Grinding Monitor.
Since school began, and I accepted this long-term sub position, I knew about this. It was bestowed on me by the very hilarious department leader. Earlier this evening, immediately after school to be in exact, I helped chaperone the school’s first dance of the year. It was a sight to behold and I am now suffering from sore feet and hearing loss.
*** none of the pictures featured in this post were taken at the school dance …. over and out ***
I know you’re wondering …. What is a GRINDING MONITOR?
Grinding Monitors make sure no babies are born nine months from September 14, 2012. In other words, help our darling angels (a.k.a. students) understand that they must leave room for Jesus. If it gets too bad, there will be administrators available. You may also party like a rock star alongside the small people.
Despite my hearing loss from the really LOUD music, I’m confident no babies will be born nine months from today, even though I did separate a few bodies that were too close for my comfort, and the comfort of Jesus. I told them I wanted to see daylight between their bodies. They rolled their eyes and started grinding and shaking their bodies in really weird ways. Our lil’ precious angel babies were dancin’ fools.
Dance like no one is watching …… except somebody’s always watching.
I saw some moves at this dance that I have never seen before, don’t care to see again, and I’m still curious as to how that student made their body move that way. I also watched in complete surprise as a student began break dancing like a professional. This kid is super-quiet and shy, blushes when I say “good morning” or “hello,” and doesn’t make a peep in class. But on the dance floor, wow. Different person!
All I can say is I survive a middle school dance and it was the longest two hours of my life. I have a blister on my foot from pacing around the cafeteria 36,765,294 times and my ears are still ringing. I’ve determined that the rest of the evening will be spent in complete silence.
Please, quieten down.
You’re too loud.
Huh? What did you say?