I’m part Irish and I like St. Patrick’s Day. I’m not one for corned beef or lots of drinking as some people like to celebrate. I prefer the more child-like festivities. 

Donning their green clothing, Jack and Jill went to school this morning with high hopes for the day. They looked forward to the festivities at school. The day did not pan out quite as they expected though. For Jill the disappointment came in finding out that the fourth graders are “mature” enough not to have any celebrations. For Jack, well, it was one disappointment after another.

 First, Jack’s class made leprechaun traps and waited, not so patiently, for leprechauns to show up. Jack took it personally when none volunteered to be trapped in a cage. Try as I might, there is no explaining to a six year old that no leprechaun in his right mind would want to be trapped. 

Next, as Jack tells it, “Some teacher or other person came in the room and threw glitter on us!” I can imagine that the girls in class loved being doused in gold flakes but Jack was not amused. Jack is prone to eyelashes, hair, dust particles and whatever else getting in his eyes, and so, eventually, did the glitter.

Finally, Jack realized that leprechauns are mischievous and like to hide things so he is sure that they have hidden his Nintendo Ds, the case and even his Leapster.  There is absolutely no room in his mind for the possibility that these items wouldn’t be missing if he had put them where they belong when he was done playing with them. No, it’s those pesky leprechauns. What’s worse to him is that they won’t come out and confess after he’s threatened to squish them. How dare they!?!

So Jack has declared “St. Patrick’s Day is the worst holiday ever!” Ahh, wait until I tell him that April Fool’s Day is right around the corner.

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