Cleaning Lip Prints on Glass

Today, in the course of yet another student-planned Friday afternoon team activity, as Ryan and Tim S. instructed us on paper, we kissed the big office window, (Good thing cleaning that window is on the Friday jobs list.) and whirled Holli around on the desk chair ten times and then had her "walk the line." Steven and Jacob carried Seth around the outside of the school building--this, after an unfortunate lack of coordination at the beginning of the process resulted in Seth's feet in Jacob's hands heading for the door faster than his head and shoulders in Steven's hands. Steven lost his grip on poor Seth's head!--on a concrete floor, only thinly cushioned with carpet! We all blew our noses in concert, TeePeed the scoring station, shot basketballs till we each made a goal (I made it on my first attempt--shocking myself and almost certainly all my student team mates.), folded and unfolded chairs around the learning center, tied our shoes together by the laces and did a "Ring around the Rosie" and traversed the width of the learning center on hands and knees--except for me. (I made an executive decision that everyone over 50 on our team was exempt from this requirement.) We also had to draw a heart in the sand of the parking lot and put our name inside, along with a question mark, or, in the case of married persons, our spouse's name--nice to receive this kind of consideration. . . .

After all that exertion we were "rewarded" with having to do things like eat a teaspoon of ketchup, a slice of hot pepper, or spend 30 seconds telling everyone why we were going to refuse to do so. I saw right away that what was represented as jalepeno peppers was actually something much milder (These were yellow, and jalepenos go from green to red.) so I happily opted for the hot peppers.

Mr. Schrock wound up the activity by telling everyone a story he remembered when we did the "kiss the office window" activity. Here's the story:

In a school girls' restroom, the girls persisted in kissing the mirror to leave their lipstick prints on the glass. The custodians wearied of cleaning the lipstick off the mirror and tried various methods of persuading the girls to stop leaving their lip marks there. Nothing worked. Then one day they gathered a large group of girls in the restroom for a demonstration of the inconvenience the custodians are subjected to every time they have to clean the mirrors. After the custodian had everyone's attention, he dipped the toilet brush in his hand into a nearby toilet and then set to work scrubbing the mirror with his brush.

Problem solved.