Happy Pi Day!

Did you know that in Spanish, Pi is pronounced "Pee?" For this reason, a potty humor plaugue occured in school yesterday. Because most everyone at our school likes Saturday more than math, we decide to celebrate Pi Day a day early.

It started with the entire school sitting in Chase Hall, buzzing of scarcely-held-in excitement.

Suddenly, as 2 teachers carried in the giant Pi sign, the students could hold it in no longer. A cheer of loyal pi-triatism broke out.

Mr Shlack, the high school math teacher, quieted the crowd with a face beaming of pride, "Does anyone know what day it is?"

No one answered him except Miss Mural, my English teacher roomate, who yelled "DORK DAY!" from the back of the room.

Mr Shlack attempted to cover up her comment and then tried again, "Does anyone know what day it is?"

One or two students then were kind enough to say "Pi day."

He then proceeded to describe pi and the English teacher continued working to assure all that Mr. Shlack was at his dorkiest.

Afterward, elementary students came up and sang songs about pi - adorably ignorant about the symbol they were singing about or the dorkiness they were making themselves suceptible to.

Then came the competition. Representatives from the high school came up and saw how many digits of pi they could repeat. The winner listed 253 digits.

Then came my favorite part of pie day.

I should have eaten 3.14 pieces of pie. Instead I rounded down and ate 3. Maybe next year...