ATHENS AREA SCHOOLS

Standing outside as the buses pull in this morning--Halloween--I see a little guy struggling with his packages of cupcakes for his class party.  I offer to help and take the trays from him, only to see it's a bit late:  the poor cupcakes are helter-skelter in the tray and the careful, beautiful frosting is everywhere.  I look at one of our paraprofessionals, standing there on duty, also, and I see the mom sympathy in her eyes.  "Can you fix it?" I ask lamely.  Five minutes later, she has!  I meet her coming out of the teachers' lounge with the repaired cupcakes.  The party is saved!  Much more important, that little boy won't be crying because his treat got ruined.  He and his classmates will never know the difference.  But I do, and now, so do you.