Yesterday Wildebeest spent the afternoon in my brother’s high school math classroom.
My brother teaches at a last chance kind of school for troubled kids making a final effort to graduate.
It’s a pretty tough crowd.
Not all that motivated.
On the way home, Wildebeest explained how kids used to ask my brother for a bathroom pass.
They’d take the pass and walk out of the school.
For the rest of the day.
Never to return.
According to Wildebeest, my brother still gives out a bathroom pass.
Except now it’s one of these:

A full-size acoustic guitar case.
Covered with math stickers.
Wildebeest said plenty of kids used the pass yesterday.
And every one of them returned to class.
(And yes, I’ll find a way to use this in a story.)
Oh gosh. That’s priceless. Mr. C used to teach at the alternative school. It met in the evening, though, so kids could work jobs during the day.
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He also teaches a night class here because it’s the same situation for many of the students. I’m so impressed with him because the reality there can just grind down a teacher.
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Hahaha! That reminds me of the hall passes at my junior high (also in CO), oversized oars, painted with fluorescent paint.
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Oars are great! I never experienced anything like this so just crack up picturing kids walking down the halls with these things. Wonder if it’s just a CO thing.
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Or maybe just a rough school thing. I went to Jr. High in Canon City, and it was a tough school in ways.
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I guess that makes sense. The tougher the crowd the more innovative the approach (sometimes).
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He is a smart brother. And one helluva math teacher.
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