100 8th grade boys: The 14
year-old in my household attends an all-boys school at which one of the
great rites of passage of the 8th grade is a 2 1/2 day trip to Atlanta that is designed,
as best I can tell, to eschew all hints of the school’s typically
rigorous academic demands. It’s about having fun, in other words.
Anyway, the school’s middle school headmaster is a great e-mail writer
and, in a message to parents reporting on the trip’s first 24 hours,
The food tally was most impressive:
50 hot dogs
180 Slim Jims
360 pieces of bubble gum…and that was just yesterday!
Today they’ve consumed 240 doughnuts and 10 gallons of milk already!
Tonight they’ll be going to the Atlanta baseball game — Look for them
on television: they’ll be the large, boisterous group in right center
field … with sleeping chaperones.
(7 cokes per boy may explain that boisterousness.)