I’ve never liked April Fool’s Day.
I guess I might have enjoyed it a little as a child, but I don’t remember ever really getting into the day as a sport. So maybe “I’ve mostly been ambivalent about April Fool’s Day” might be a more accurate statement.
Until I became a teacher.
April Fool’s Day was the bane of my existence. Okay, maybe that’s a bit of an overstatement, but at the very least it was an extraordinarily annoying day to endure in the classroom.
Students lose their freaking minds on April Fool’s Day.
Suddenly everything is an opportunity to shout “April Fool’s!”
- The dog ate my homework. “April Fool’s!”
- I forgot my pencil. “April Fool’s!”
- Your shoe’s untied. “April Fool’s!”
And on and on and on…endless throwaway statements followed by the cry of “April Fool’s!” Statements that without fail were never funny.
I quickly realized that the youth of America were remarkably lacking when it came to humor. And that I should call in sick on April 1st.