You know you are in Happy Valley when....

Every morning one of my little friends has an assistant that comes in to help him make his lunch choice, hang up the coat and backpack, turn in his folders, etc. basically get him going otherwise it may be 2:00 by the time he sits down!

So today I notice she didn't show, and she is very punctual so I figured she was out sick.

Just as I was about to help him out myself, a very nicely dressed (I was thinking district office person and it made me start to sweat!) african-american (is that politically correct anymore?) man walked into my classroom and introduced himself. The sweat started pouring at this point, until he showed me what was in his hands and it was my friend's schedule for the morning...phew!

So he starts helping my friend when I hear ANOTHER friend walk up very politely and say...

Mr. D: "Excuse me! Do you play for the Portland Trailblazers?"

Teacher: Turning 4 different shades of red...