Hall monitors, unite*!

My elementary school had hall monitors. Hall monitors were the 5th grade students who “got to” walk the halls after the bell rang to make sure everyone was in class. We got a fluorescent reflective neon vest to wear (maybe even a whistle), but even better: we got to show up to class late and full of importance because of the trust the adults put it us.

I loved being a hall monitor.

If you went to a school where children were children and therefore in class, then think of Prefect Percy from Harry Potter. Less magic, but similar lack of oversight. I’m just saying, it seems easy for Voldemort to get into Hogwarts every year.

Now, as an adult, I find this structure is patently ridiculous. First, not everyone WAS in the class, because I was not in class! I was out policing my peers!