Today I helped chauffeur Ruby's class to the
Alameda Food Bank warehouse. Here they learned how the food bank collects and distributes food to the working poor, homeless, and seniors. Afterwards the 15 kids (and 3 parents and 1 teacher) loaded 3000 lbs of cabbage into boxes. Hard but fun work.
I was in charge of 3 girls: Ruby, her friend Rachael, and a new girl to the school "M". M says she used to be rich but her dad married another woman and they had twins together so she isn't rich anymore.
Instead of heading straight back to school like the other cars, I took the girls to
Jamba Juice. I told them not to tell the other kids about the Jamba Juice because they would feel jealous but it was OK their parents because you can't be told by an adult to keep secrets from them. The girls pinky-sweared with each other... they seemed excited to have this important classified information to themselves. On the way back to school, while gulping our juices, I played the radio loud and we sang. I jiggled the car back in forth and said it was dancing.
We got back about 20 minutes after everyone else and the cute teacher eyed us suspiciously. I think he knew treats were involved given I'm always the rogue parent, but probably forgived me since I did not get lost and an hour late like I was once on a field trip a couple of years ago. Parent drivers must be hard to come by.
I said good-bye to the girls and M shouted back at me
"This has been the best day of my life!"