12. Sorry Ms. Jackson: She is For Real

Meet Megan Jackson.

She's from the Sunshine State.

She enjoys singing, listening to Jawaiian music, dancing to tribal drumbeats, and drinking Starbucks coffee.

Speaking of which, her favorite drink is the Double-Chocolate-Chip-Cream-Frappaccino-Extra-Ice-Double-Thick-with-Whipped-Cream.

She's rocking the Monique sunnies.

Last stop: San Diego, California.

Currently on: The East side, O'ahu.

Next Stop: Argentina for missions.

Meg has been my boss for the past two months.

She ran the entire summer school program at the elementary I got hired at.

She first came to Hawai'i last year as an intern for a church on the east side of O'ahu and has been working there ever since.

This is us jamming at a grad party:

I don't play percussion. Here's the story: I got a random call a few weeks ago from the Youth Pastor at the local church. He needed a djembe player desperately so I told him I stink, but I'll goof off inconspicuously if he needed me that bad. He said he did.

What the?

I was SO relieved that Meg was there. She saved the day and stole the show (while conveniently diverting all attention away from me). Let me just say: I can't play drums, but this girl can SING!

Here's a picture of the Summer School crew after eating some mops Italian for lunch:

From left to right: Miss Meg (Summer School Director/ 1-2 grade teacher), Miss Aimi (4-5 grade teacher), Miss Stari (Summer Staff), and yours truly (2-3 grade teacher)

So far so good with this summer's fun, food, and faculty.

Kudos to you ladies for making work seem a lot more like play!

Love,

Amy