After yesterday's blog that expressed the difficult part of teaching, I'm in the mood for a little laughter.
On the way to the classroom from where my kids gather in the morning, I usually host as many conversations as possible with my kiddos. These range from what they did last weekend, last night, or something they've been dying to tell me. Along with the conversation they have with me, they are having conversations of their own...which 99% of the time are more interesting.
Brandon: "They're made of this gooey stuff and then they harden it. Once it's hard, they poke holes in it."
Hmmm...the things a 4th grader's mind is thinking about!
After school yesterday I allowed two kids to stay and help me. These kids usually go to the after-school YMCA program and stay there until around 6 (when it closes). They were very helpful because they were so thankful they didn't have to go to YMCA for a while and wanted to do anything I handed them...helps me out tremendously because it gets tedious things done twice as fast!
While they were working, Brandon asked, "Are we a pain in the butt...the class?"
Me: "No! Sometimes the non-stop talking drives me a bit crazy, but nothing more."
Brandon: "I was just wondering because that's what my mom tells me and I understand what she means because my little brother is a pain in my butt. He is always asking me, "Whatcha doing? Can I help? Whatcha gonna do now?" and that bothers me so much. I just want him to leave me alone!"
Really? Because sometimes I think that too!
After school yesterday I allowed two kids to stay and help me. These kids usually go to the after-school YMCA program and stay there until around 6 (when it closes). They were very helpful because they were so thankful they didn't have to go to YMCA for a while and wanted to do anything I handed them...helps me out tremendously because it gets tedious things done twice as fast!
While they were working, Brandon asked, "Are we a pain in the butt...the class?"
Me: "No! Sometimes the non-stop talking drives me a bit crazy, but nothing more."
Brandon: "I was just wondering because that's what my mom tells me and I understand what she means because my little brother is a pain in my butt. He is always asking me, "Whatcha doing? Can I help? Whatcha gonna do now?" and that bothers me so much. I just want him to leave me alone!"
Really? Because sometimes I think that too!
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