THE FOOTBALL COACH

Mr. L was the only Wilbur Wright teacher who was a former All-American basketball player in college. He was not a typical educator. Mr. L had a part time job in a bowling alley at night, and sometimes he had one of his football players watch his classes while he caught a few winks in the faculty lounge. Once he was so frustrated when the windshield wipers on his car malfunctioned, that he sold the car and bought a new one. He was the only freshman football coach to draw a large audience at football games. The crowd loved to see him rant and rave. He screamed at the players, using the foulest barracks language, and sometimes he threw his hat on the ground and jumped up and down on it when things went wrong. At half time the coach gathered the players around him and chastised them in a vocabulary usually reserved for top sergeants chewing out new recruits. Occasionally, a youngster was rapped on the helmet with such force, that the player was sent sprawling. Fans watching the games enjoyed the dramatics of the coach far more than the players did. As the fans crowded closer into the ring of players gathered around Mr. L to get a better look, the players eased their way out. After a while, all the players had escaped his-wrath, -and were resting on the ground across the field, and the only ones listening to the excitable coach were the fans. Mr. L was only at our school for a few years. He resigned and became a minister.

TEACHING AT YOUR OLD HIGH SCHOOL

Ask any one who returns to teach at the same school where he was once a student and he will tell you that it is rough. The old timers find it difficult to accept as an equal some one who almost failed their freshman grammar class. One such former student solved this problem on his first day of teaching. . The school was overcrowded, and he was required to teach in a different room each period. The vacant classrooms belonged to teachers -who mere unassigned that period. One such classroom was used by a strong minded woman who addressed him in the same way she did when he was a student at the school. "Now, Johnny, most of the teachers mill get angry when you use their chalk boards or put your things in their desks. But you can get into my drawers any time you want."

With a twinkle in his eye he replied, "Which drawers are you talking about?"' From then on, he was treated as an equal.