Telephone upso

 

 I have this new office/room. I'm there all by myself, which is pretty sweet. Since I'm king of the room, I kinda just do whatever I want with it. One of the first things I did was to install a cup and string phone from my room to Blair Beam's room (pictured below).

 

That's Blair way in the corner (sorry for the crappy picture). Anyways, I ran the string up along the ceiling, crossed the hallway, and connected it to a cup hanging right behind his desk. I did it just for kicks, cause it won't work since the vibration won't run through the line since it's taped to the wall. The kids love it though.

 

Especially Ali. During the first week, Ali wasn't speaking too much, but he loved coming into my room and shouting "Mr. Beam!" at the top of his lungs into that stupid cup. Of course, Blair never picked up, but Ali wasn't deterred, and he would go over to Blair's room to see why he wasn't picking up. Evidence below:

Sorry, my video skills are getting worse and worse. Anyways, after the second week or so, Ali finally either got tired of Blair not answering him, or figured out that the phone was a joke, partly because whenever I saw Ali I started yelling "Mr. Beam!" and we would both laugh. He likes it too, and often we'll walk by Blair and Ali will turn to me and say "1,2,3" and then we'll both yell "Mr. Beam!" at Blair.
Then, on Thursday, Ali saw this big towel I had in my room, and because we were going to the volleyball game, he wanted to write in big letters "UAS" (the name of our school) on the towel and run around with it. I made a little addition though.

We walked around the gym, carrying that stupid towel, and both of us had big goofy grins on our faces. I think out of the 300 people there, not one person had a clue what we were doing (Blair was down in Abu Dhabi, so he didn't get to see it). Then, right when we were going out of the gym, Ali took the towel and started running around with it. More crappily recorded evidence:

Over the years, I've had probably a good hundred or so inside jokes like this with kids I've worked with. A lot of the time they fall by the wayside and I completely forget them. I remember one kid I worked with in 2005 saw me again a few years later and was retelling me how I used to get the kids to kiss these statues of hound dogs that were at the university we had camp at. I honestly have no clue what I was thinking at the time.

Well, that's it. Mr. Beam!!!!!!!!!!!