I’m exhausted, my throat hurts from yelling, and as I reach into my pockets, I find a granola bar wrapper, a pen, a whistle, and “Silly-Band” that a little girl insisted I have. It’s 5:17pm. I’m worn out, but I’m still smiling after the 3 hugs that I got before I left.
This was my afternoon:
2:45pm - School bell rings, and scores of primary students race from their classrooms to see who can be first to the gym. I hold my hand high in the air for a jump-required-high-five from the grade 3 boy who wins the “challenge” for the third week in a row.

2:46pm – Discuss today’s “game plan” with Bre (the other leader from PISE, the Pacific Institute for Sport Excellence) while students race through the doors, drop their jackets and bags, and begin chasing each other around the gym in an energetic frenzy.
2:47-2:54pm – Play tag with a group of 8 kids, trying not to stumble on others over who are dragging each other across the floor. After sprinting around for three minutes, I catch my breath by crawling on the floor with a few other kids who are pretending to be puppies, and I ask myself if barking really is necessary to be part of this game. Given the noises coming from the kids, apparently the answer is yes, so I follow the children’s lead, making soft whimpering sounds and hanging out my tongue.