Kindy

Same class as last week. Cute kids, a lot of fun. And always good for a laugh.

Take the twins for example. We'll call them Jack and Jill. The PTA is collecting donations of candy for the Harvest Festival. Jack came to class today, pulled out a bag of Babe Ruths, and said "this is for the festival!"

Fabulous! Thanks, Jack.

An hour or so later, when I told the kids to take out their snack, Jill pulls out a bag of Babe Ruths, and asks the high school helper, "can you help me open this? Mom sent this for my snack."

When I looked over in that direction, I saw Jill with her hands full of Babe Ruths, handing them out to other students (hey, at least she shares in her conniving schemes).

My dear, your mom sent that in for the Harvest Festival - not so you can give the entire class a sugar high!

Kindy - they never cease to amaze me.

2 days of Kindergarten!

Heaven help me. Kindy is exhausting! I did a two day stint in kindy, and boy am I tired! That quad mocha helped, but not completely.

I have a million crazy things kinders say, but I'll limit it to two funny stories.

Tuesday, a kid brought a cricket to share. I told him to keep the lid on the Tupperware, but when you're 5, you sometimes forget. Anyway, he took the lid off, and I watched in horror as the cricket jumped out of the Tupperware, seeking freedom. I quickly considered my options.
1- let the cricket dwell in the classroom for as long as his life lasted (not something I relished)
2- hope the kids caught the cricket
3- squish the cricket and cause major trauma for 28 five-year-olds
4- try to catch it myself *shudder*

Thankfully, as I was grabbing a tin pail to put over the cricket, the little boy caught him and put him back in the Tupperware. Whew! Disaster averted!

Wednesday, I had a very interesting surprise. As we were getting their backpacks and coats put away, a little one grabs something out of their backpack and says to me, "LOOK!"

It was a couple pairs of underwear.

Me: oh, put those back in your backpack, sweetie (trying to be calm and not succeeding - they didn't tell me these things in teacher school!)

Student: they're for accidents!

Glad to know you didn't just decide to bring underwear to school for show and tell.

-"Teacher" (because in kindergarten, they cannot remember a sub's name)

6th, 9/27

I love subbing for sixth grade at the middle school level.

1st reason: one lesson, five periods. I literally teach the same thing five times. Nice and simple.

2nd reason: I get to see the kids I subbed for last year at the same middle school. They are all so tall now! And they came and gave me big hugs - it was so nice to see them!

3rd reason: I love sixth graders. They crack me up. I never know what they are going to do.

Case in point.

At each table group there is a bin for red correcting pens. A student took one of the red pens apart, and was doodling with it during whole group time. Then he got frustrated because it wasn't writing, so he proceeded to blow the ink out of the pen onto his notebook (and consequently his desk, pencil and hands). Then he broke the pen and threw it across the room.

All of this was done and I didn't notice. I'm amazed I didn't see any of this.

Anyway, I walked back there and saw what was going on. At this point he had red ink all over his hands. I looked at him and inside my head was thinking "I honestly have no idea what to do or say about this."
So you know what I said?

"Well, I guess I caught you red-handed."

Sixth graders. Gotta love 'em.

-Ms. J