Over a week ago I stopped by the park on my way home from the coffee shop, which I had to leave because it was too freaking cold in there.  I planted myself at a shady table and worked on a stolen crossword puzzle and then continued to read my book.  The park is close to the Y, and there were a group of kids wandering around having a bbq.  It smelled really good.
As I'm reading, a group of boys, carrying plates of food, approached my table (hey, a shady table is prime park real estate) and asked if they could sit there.  I said sure, and since my book was boring me I started talking to them, asking them where they went to school, what the camp was like, etc.  Before long their counselor calls them back.  I say, "Tell him you're not bothering me."  They came back, and there was some confusion and I had to assure the counselor that I was cool with the kids.
The boys (who are in middle school) wandered back and forth, and at one point one came back and asked if I wanted a hamburger or hot dog.  I took the hot dog and thanked him.  He said, "Yeah, I thought it was rude of us to eat in front of  you." Then he explained that they were all members of the Gentleman's Club.  "Uhh..the what?"  I asked innocently, though thinking of things too naughty for boys their age.  But it was nothing of the sort, the Gentleman's Club is a club they joined after they passed a test about manners, and the bbq was their prize.
The whole encounter was super charming and made my day.  I ran into one boy I was talking with this Monday.  He called me "teacher."  It almost makes me ready to go back to work.
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That's too adorable!
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