The Burrow

Comcast brought the paint and the t-shirts. Prince provided the labor. Kids and parents and grandparents worked together with Dads sometimes carrying an extra burden or two. The ground beneath the swings was given Bobcats full of sand. Then there was the need to rake. Little ones and bigger ones painted the climbing gym. Others posed for Grandma. One of the teachers told me that this was the first time her windows had been washed in all the years she'd been teaching at Prince.   The deep cleaning of the tiles required wearing a backpack and pulling the machine. She was totally into it. Grandkids were part of the package, too. There was something for everyone to do. Weeding the walkway, cleaning the desks, staying out of the way. This is their playground  and they were committed to making it beautiful. Next time someone tells you that teachers are over-paid and underworked, ask them if the...

Say what you will about Comcast as a service provider, but don’t disrespect the charitable work the company supports.  Last Saturday, they came to Prince. They brought t-shirts for everyone. They brought paint and brushes and cups to hold all the colors.   Some of us worked inside. Comcast brought a videographer to record our work for posterity. The teachers brought their families and friends. Outside, Comcast used the rollers-on-a-stick to paint the high up spaces. The playground was glistening under the sun as the paint dried. With industrial cleaners and mops and wipes, the classrooms were gleaming. It was hard work, and resting was part of the event. Not everyone spends a free Saturday on their knees, in the sand, on someone else's playground. Comcast did.