Once we had an ice cream sundae party for the whole school. We had a case of whipping cream left over. Whenever I was on recess duty I would grab a can and bring it with me. The kids would line up by the dozen and when it was their turn they would tilt their heads back and open their mouths wide and I would give them a shot. They looked like baby birds. Sometimes they would
move or I wouldn't pay close enough attention and it would go all over their faces. That was always the best. No wonder the kids loved me, but the principal... not so much.