"My parents used to be fun when we lived in California, but now they are just organized!" Lya, age 5
According to Lya, the song 'I May Never March in the Infantry' goes like this: "I may never march in the cavity, shoot the actibany..."
The children were getting out the Chess/Checkers game we have in the classroom and one of the little boys called out, "Who wants to play Chest?"
Jake F. of K3 asked, "May I eat my bag of rainbow colors now?" (asking if he could have his bag of Skittles.)
There is a little girl in K3 by the name of Dhanvi. Lya told me, "I am so glad Zombie is going with me on the field trip. Zombie in my friend."
A few of the boys were arguing about who was going to be last in line. Apparently, it is a great honor to bring up the rear. "Who's turn is it to be the booster?" they finally asked me. It took me a few minutes to realize they were trying to say 'caboose.'
I have two girls in my class and the rest are boys. One of the girls, who's name is Soane, wrote her name as Sane on one of her papers (see pic above.) I later mentioned it to Joe who stopped by for lunch that day. He asked Soane, "So, is your name Sane or is it Soane?" She gave him a funny look and said, "I am Soane, not Sane!"
One afternoon during art, I noticed some blue stuff all over one of my boy's chairs. I touched it, smelled it, and thought, "Whatever it is, it smells sweet like peppermint candy." I asked Jake what he had eaten or gotten into. He gave me this guilty look and did not want to answer. Upon further investigation, I found it was on his pants, another chair he had sat in, plus all over the bottom of his shoe. "I need to know what this is," I demanded. "You won't get mad?" he asked. At this point I was desperate. I needed to know for the sake of all of us. "No, just show me what this is." He led me out of the room and into the boy's bathroom. That was when I noticed that in each urinal there was a blue pellet for odor control. My heart sank. I had touched that stuff??? A small footprint was right in the middle of one, and then a clump, plus lines of shoe markings all over the floor, obviously made as he tried scraping the stuff off. I followed the blue footprints and they led out the door and back and forth all over the hallway rug, right to the classroom. Now I know what he does in the hallway as we wait for him to return every bathroom break! What a nasty thing to have to clean up at the end of the day, but one lesson learned was this: just because something smells sweet and pepperminty, do not assume it is candy or something good to eat. BLAH!
I have plants in my room. My Goldfish plants loves water so I have been making sure it always has lots of water. Lots of moisture means bugs...Joe told me they are fungus gnats. Well, these little things like to fly around your head as you work, talk, and eat. One day I was teaching the children and I noticed one of these things fly by my face. Next thing I knew it was in my throat and I was choking on the horrible lump that would not go down no matter how much I swallowed or drank water. The children all stared at me with wide eyes, wondering what was wrong with their teacher. I finally explained what had happened and one of the boys quickly covered his mouth with his hand. "I am not going to talk anymore today! I don't want to eat a bug!" The next day we saw another one go by and the same boy said, "There goes another bug for you to eat, Mrs. Simmons." I told him it was his turn, but he said they were all for me. Nice.