Slim, Perpetual Motion, and Hellcat all have the same PE teacher, and it just so happens this individual is one of my closest friends.
When Kick Ass Wife and I moved here and took our first teaching jobs almost 15 years ago, he and I coached basketball together. A hundred or so hours of bus trips later, we knew each other pretty well, and that friendship has remained til this day.
He’s a salt-of-the-earth type person, someone you feel fortunate to have crossed paths with in life.
And he has a great sense of humor.
So it was that I composed this letter and sent it with Slim (sealed in an enveloped) to deliver to his PE teacher the day of the mile run:
In the end, Slim — oblivious to the nature of the letter he had delivered – ran the mile, which was fine with him because he’s one of those sick individuals like his marathoning mother who actually enjoys running.
My friend – who penned a witty rebuttal which brought me to tears – got a chuckle as he put the poor little bastards through their paces.
And Kick Ass Wife — who teaches at the same school the kids attend and works with a group of really terrific people – got a cowboy hat, compliments of a colleague who caught wind of Slim’s letter of excusal.
Hopefully she’ll try it out when the mile run comes around again this spring.
Yeehaw, indeed.
