Toad in the Hole
April 24, 2007
Another Jeanne Story
Someone who sent Julie a sympathy card made reference in it to "the May Pole incident." This was news to me, so I asked Julie to recount it.
I was in 8th grade, Jeanne in 7th, and we were practicing for what was supposed to be this grand, multi-class May Pole Dance. We were in the back of the church, which was used as a gym when they took all the chairs out and closed the sanctuary off with a huge folding door.
Anyway, Sister Icantrememberhername is rambling on and on about what a beautiful, joyous celebration this was, and we were all just bored to tears, and Jeanne does her "oh, my," -- with one hand on the side of her face and the other hand drooping in a very feminine forward drop -- and the whole place busts up laughing.
Sister What'shername did not see this, of course, so she stops everything, demands to know what is so funny, and stands there for no less than 45 minutes, occasionally threatening the demise of whoever did whatever, arms crossed, one foot tapping...
Well, no one ever did give in and tell her what happened (as I recall), but the whole May Pole Dance thing was canceled. Jeanne was an instant hero to every student who really didn't want to do the damn dance anyway, and those that wanted the dance never ratted her out, for reasons I'll never know.
And they all lived happily ever after.
The perfect reaction met with perfect success!
Sometimes somebody does something that's so right that even if you disagree you recognize the perfection.
How could anybody have explained the humor of Jeanne's gestures to Sister Whatshername? "Jeanne went like this. . ."?
The context made it both funny and appropriate, context that couldn't be explained to the person providing the context. It's one of those things: if it has to be explained it's not worth explaining.
Posted by: Sally at April 24, 2007 07:31 PM