100

Today was the 100th day of the school year. My daughter and her classmates were supposed to dress up as though they were 100 years old and bring 100 of a particular item.

My daughter looked less like a centenarian than a stereotypical elderly librarian. I got her to say, “Where’s the beef?” in a kind of cranky, crone voice. She referred to various people as “dearie,” which made me laugh. For her 100 items, she brought 100 plastic beads. Apparently, one of her classmates brought 100 dog biscuits.

This is a bizarre celebration, but it makes sense. The school year is over half over, and the students were celebrating. It got my daughter excited about going to school. I will definitely have to incorporate some special days into her break.