I was on the board of the Band Parents Association, for several years. I helped organize, set up, run, and clean up after fundraisers like white elephant sales, bake sales, candlelight bowls, raffles, etc. I ran all over the mall and up and down the street knocking on merchants doors, begging for donations to be raffled off, begging printers to donate the printing of the raffle tickets, begging trophy shops to donate plaques and begging engravers to donate engraving. I organized dinner dances and awards dinners. I helped the band organize, maintain, and clean their uniforms. Dh hauled large instruments, which were kept at school, on to and off of the football field for every home game. We sold nachos and bottles of water, and applied mosquito repellent to the kids. Dh set up sawhorses, cones, and played "traffic cop" at the football games and fundraisers. I spent summer mornings applying sunscreen, handing out water and trail mix, putting wet clothes on necks and foreheads, and generally making sure no one fainted or puked during the 8am to noon marching practices. I rode stinky buses, sat on freezing bleachers, or in 90 degree heat and 99% humidity, helped uniform 250 nervous & wild kids, ran alongside the band the entire parade route, & chaperoned 250 horny & wild kids on buses, in motels, and at competitions.
I worked with a political action committee to get a referendum on the ballot, and to get out the vote, to build a 4th HS in our district. When that failed, we worked to get additions built on the existing HS's. That passed.
I worked with other parents of disabled kids to advocate for 504 and IDEA rights, set up phone trees for homework assignments and teacher information, get additional sets of schoolbooks, set up tutoring, etc.
I helped my kids work Relay for Life.
The only things I(and all the other parents who volunteered all year long) did NOT do, was go to Disney World, Toronto or England with the band, because the parents who did not have time to do anything else, got first crack at the one trip they COULD manage.
And that's just what I volunteered at SCHOOL. Plus, I worked full time.
"If you want something done, ask a busy person."
Ramona Mom to 2 great kids and wife to one wonderful hubby since 1990!
I do a lot of volunteering with kids, but most of it is outside the school realm (because I am also a teacher, and can't get much school time off)
This will be my 10th year as a scout leader, I currently have a troop of Senior Girl Scouts - 10 9th graders.
I guess I'm showing my age! A "white elephant" is something that is too good to throw away, but that you don't want or need anymore. Therefore, a white elephant sale is like a garage sale, or yard sale, but with (hopefully) less junk, and more actually useful and sell-able items. The white elephants are donated by people in the organization to be benefited, or by people whose doors I knocked on and asked if they had anything to donate to the event! Then you make and pass out fliers, make and put up signs, pray for a nice day, set up tables, make things look presentable (dust or wash), price everything, make it look like fun (tie balloons, include face painting, air popped popcorn, etc), make a play area for the kids, be the police so not TOO much gets stolen or broken, pray you sell enough so you actually break even on the fliers, signs, face paint and popcorn unless you begged someone to donate all that--or did it yourselves, pray you sell enough that you only have to make one or 2 trips to the goodwill with the leftovers.
And even tho you have to get all the stuff to the drop off before they close, get your kids to their extracurriculars, and get to the class YOU are taking before you are tardy, REMEMBER to close BOTH wing doors on your Suburban, so that you do not catch it on a tree as you are backing up, and wrap it ALL the way against the side of the vehicle, necessitating the strength of both you and your daughter KICKING the dam thing back and shut so that neither stuff or children fly out of the car as it is moving.
Lastly, pray that your husband is even-tempered.
That sounds like a great fundraising venture.
I'm sorry about your Suburban. So, was your husband even-tempered about the whole scenario?