There is a tradition at my school of giving cards signed by all the staff on a faculty member's birthday. Thus began my day.
I usually don't receive much on my birthday; it usually falls right at finals time or the start of winter break. So, often, my birthday is somewhat forgotten among people's busy schedules. So, the birthday card was a pleasant surprise, but not the only one I received.
Over the course of the semester, I've gotten to know several teachers well, including the Spanish teacher. At lunch, she and a group of other teachers brought out little chocolate muffins and began singing "Happy Birthday." We share the cafeteria with all the students, so now every student also knew it was my birthday.
This knowledge resulted in my third surprise of the day, and possibly the sweetest one. At the end of the day, I teach 8th grade English Language Arts. Well, today all the students were late to class. Just as I was about to go ask the school secretary where they all were, they burst into the classroom singing "Happy Birthday," and presented me with a mound of Chocopies topped with a few candles. Apparently, when they found out it was my birthday, they had snuck off campus during lunch to buy the Chocopies. They then used time in art class to make a GIANT card. So, after blowing out the candles, we gorged ourselves on those Chocopies and began our lesson.
I think the lack of birthday surprises from the past few years have been all made up today.