21x365: Ms. Mac

She had white hair and a kindly expression, and her job was to keep us all from killing each other out on the field at lunch. When we were being especially good, she'd dig deep into the pockets of her Gore-Tex jacket and reward us with some of a seemingly endless supply of rubber and plastic dinosaurs. I loved those dinosaurs, especially the glow-in-the-dark ones, and I still have some of them today... somewhere.