Emo "Not Drug Free" Hand Turkey (photo for Skippy!)
Posted: Mon Nov 17, 2008 9:45 pm
Last year, in first grade, Chloe drew a "hand turkey" on a plain white sheet of paper. You know, one of these: 
Her assignment was to go home and creatively decorate her turkey so that it could be displayed on her classroom wall for Thanksgiving.
Madeline volunteered to help Chloe with the turkey. I thought it was nice of her, but I should have known Maddie's involvement would spell trouble.
I didn't check the turkey before Chloe took it to school the next day. I didn't even think twice about it.
The next day, I got a call from the school counselor telling me I needed to come in to see Chloe's hand turkey. They had already pulled her out of class to talk with her about it and felt it was important enough to call me in for a little conference. Having no idea what was wrong with the hand turkey, I drove to the school with a million scenarios going through my head.
When the counselor showed me the hand turkey, I wasn't appalled. I laughed out loud! It was an Emo Turkey. Chloe and Madeline had drawn long legs on it, complete with combat boots. He was colored black, had black bangs that hung over his turkey eyes, was crying turkey tears, and had a wallet in his back pocket attached to his turkey pants with a chain.
He had a tattoo on his body that said, "NOT DRUG FREE."
I thought it was fantastic, but the counselor didn't think so. She was concerned about the drug implication and told me the turkey couldn't be hung on the wall and that I should talk with my first grader about the dangers of drugs.
I took Emo Turkey home and hung him on the fridge. I just got him out again this year. He's back in his place of honor just above the ice and water dispenser and still as "NOT DRUG FREE" as ever.
KA

Her assignment was to go home and creatively decorate her turkey so that it could be displayed on her classroom wall for Thanksgiving.
Madeline volunteered to help Chloe with the turkey. I thought it was nice of her, but I should have known Maddie's involvement would spell trouble.
I didn't check the turkey before Chloe took it to school the next day. I didn't even think twice about it.
The next day, I got a call from the school counselor telling me I needed to come in to see Chloe's hand turkey. They had already pulled her out of class to talk with her about it and felt it was important enough to call me in for a little conference. Having no idea what was wrong with the hand turkey, I drove to the school with a million scenarios going through my head.
When the counselor showed me the hand turkey, I wasn't appalled. I laughed out loud! It was an Emo Turkey. Chloe and Madeline had drawn long legs on it, complete with combat boots. He was colored black, had black bangs that hung over his turkey eyes, was crying turkey tears, and had a wallet in his back pocket attached to his turkey pants with a chain.
He had a tattoo on his body that said, "NOT DRUG FREE."
I thought it was fantastic, but the counselor didn't think so. She was concerned about the drug implication and told me the turkey couldn't be hung on the wall and that I should talk with my first grader about the dangers of drugs.
I took Emo Turkey home and hung him on the fridge. I just got him out again this year. He's back in his place of honor just above the ice and water dispenser and still as "NOT DRUG FREE" as ever.
KA