I am very thankful that our school celebrates a pseudo holiday. No school on April fools day. It is a huge relief not to be at school because I am terrible at playing April fools jokes and I don’t handle them well either. Today I thought I was reading a real article because the source I considered reliable. Sadly when I got to the comments, I realized it was all a joke. I was way less than impressed. I stopped reading the rest of the information. More than once I was accused of not being able to take a joke. Sometimes the ‘joke’ totally alluded me. I don’t get it many times. I don’t like watching the shows that center their ideas on practical jokes. When raising my children I discovered it is a hard thing to explain to a kid when something is a joke and when it is a lie. I read the book The Moon is a Harsh Mistress. https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/The_Moon_Is_a_Harsh_Mistress In the story, the computer is trying to learn about humor and gives a janitor a million dollar check plus his pay. The programmer explains to the computer that was funny once. However, many people would not feel that was funny at all. I was often the butt of someone else’s joke. It isn’t much fun being on the receiving end. Occasionally, I try to do a practical joke but I always feel bad when the other person doesn’t think it is funny. A few years ago, I took a plate of Brown Es to school. Students were not impressed. I felt so bad that a few days later I brought real brownies. I also learned that some things are not funny even once. Joking about pregnancy, someone harmed, death, or suicide are way to emotionally charged to mess around with. I don’t know if there is such thing as a gentle joke. Too often there is a cutting edge that doesn’t always heal and damages trust.