Today was the last big giveaway of shoes, toys and clothing. We dropped by on a school unexpectedly and told the teachers that we would like to give the children some gifts from America. We piled several boxes of goodies on top of a table in the court yard and watched as the teachers had the kids stand in lines facing us. As a guy who has never been able to convince Iraqi children to remain orderly for long, I was impressed. SSG. B. walked around the line and gave every child a pen and pencil. Then we had them walk up to us one at a time while Brian and I handed them each a stuffed animal. We did not have time to hand out the shoes because we had to complete our patrol. We gave the boxes to the teachers and asked them to distribute them for us. It was at about this time that the chaos, more than familiar to me, ensued. Some of the adults made the mistake of leaving a few boxes on the ground. The children swarmed around, each yanking as many pairs out as they could grab. It was a free-for-all. I admit that it did make me feel a little better to know that even teachers can't get the kids to behave when shoes are at stake.