Many many years ago I had a sweet little girl in my third grade class. She and her family were new immigrants from Mexico, and all five of them shared a rented bedroom in someone's house. Both parents worked hard and pushed their kids to do well in school. Over the years, I taught all three of the kids in the family. They're all grown now. Everyone graduated from high school. The two youngest went on to college and the oldest is married and has son of her own.
Saturday, August 27, 2016
Thursday, August 4, 2016
Monday, August 1, 2016
I am not athletic.
In any way.
But that doesn't stop me from participating the Teachers vs. 6th Graders annual kickball game.
There was great news this year!
I did NOT hit any kids in the face with a ball during that game.
It was a refreshing change...
What DID I do?
1. Cheered on a teacher who ran clear across the field to get a ball that was dangerously close to becoming my responsibility.
2. Made student spectators stand so I could drag their chairs out to the outfield and sit in them while I played. Assistant Right Field, to be precise.
3. Took the "long way" out to the the outfield so I'd miss most of the inning at times, (Most times...)
4. Convinced a teacher's teenaged daughter who was visiting for the day to run for me when I was up to kick.
5. Called another teacher "delusional" when he suggested I "kick the ball low." (As if I have ANY control over where or how high that thing is gonna go.)
6. Took about 98.9% of the credit for us KILLING those 6th graders.
Take THAT, athletic skils!
Thursday, July 28, 2016
At Open House this year, I had a fun little conversation with a fourth grader from my class and her second grade sister.
Me: Wow! That's a nice diorama. That's a good grade on it too! Did you make it?
2nd Grader: No. My mommy did.
4th Grader (trying to save face): You helped!
2nd: No I didn't.
4th: Sure you did. You colored and painted.
2nd: No I didn't.
4th: You told Mom where to put stuff in the shoebox.
2nd: No I didn't. She made it after I went to bed.