Footloose In Hallway Three
- Amanda Johnston
- May 10
- 1 min read
Updated: May 28
“For the LORD takes delight in his people;
he crowns the humble with victory.”
~ Psalms 149:4
Jorge steers his wide, shaggy broom
Like a graceful ice skater,
Slicing and curving around student desks,
Delivering the school from the congregation of dust.
A time to brush, a time to sweep.
A time to wipe, a time to dance.
This is the remix.
He waltzes, mops, and waxes
From classroom to classroom to hallway
Emptying trash cans teeming with the wretched refuse
Of first-world American school rooms:
Unrecycled plastic bottles,
Scarcely-used pencils,
Rejected plastic-bagged waffles and breakfast fare,
Discarded after-school snack Lunchables,
Clean sheets of unused wide-ruled paper.
In a world of his own, he can be heard
Before he’s ever seen.
His custodian’s cart doubling
As his deejay station—
Totally tubular ‘80s tunes emanating
From a portable speaker.
His playlist toggles from American pop to
Mexican and Latin pop radio ballads:
José José meets the Thompson Twins.
Meets Camilo Sesto meets Cyndi Lauper.
Nelson Ned meets The Pet Shop Boys.
This is the remix.
I wonder if,
When the students and faculty leave for the night,
Jorge ever pulls a Harrison Bergeron—
An imaginary ballerina in tow—
And kisses the school’s ceiling in a vertical leap of sheer joy.


