Student: Sometimes I wish I was a cheeseburger, so I could just eat myself.
Tuesday, March 20, 2012
Wednesday, March 7, 2012
...spontaneous applause...
My students were quietly working on an assignment.
Suddenly we heard mild applause coming from the class next to us.
Immediately, without hesitation, my class responded by clapping a little louder.
As if we were at a youth rally or something, the other class responded with more enthusiastic clapping and even a few, small cheers.
Of course my class erupted in celebratory noise.
Yet again, the cheers of my students were matched.
Then, as if my class knew what was going to happen, no one answered back, but one student got out of his seat. He walked to the door between our classrooms, opened the door, and said, Could you please quiet down? We are trying to work here.
Naturally this led to a good chuckle from both classes.
But the student turned red & walked back to his seat after the other teacher asked about the three metal paper clips that were pinching his ear.
My students sure are entertaining.
Suddenly we heard mild applause coming from the class next to us.
Immediately, without hesitation, my class responded by clapping a little louder.
As if we were at a youth rally or something, the other class responded with more enthusiastic clapping and even a few, small cheers.
Of course my class erupted in celebratory noise.
Yet again, the cheers of my students were matched.
Then, as if my class knew what was going to happen, no one answered back, but one student got out of his seat. He walked to the door between our classrooms, opened the door, and said, Could you please quiet down? We are trying to work here.
Naturally this led to a good chuckle from both classes.
But the student turned red & walked back to his seat after the other teacher asked about the three metal paper clips that were pinching his ear.
My students sure are entertaining.
Friday, March 2, 2012
...smells like Africa...
I have a student who is African.
Recently she went to Africa to visit her extended family.
Today I saw her pass a necklace to the student sitting to her left.
A few minutes later she passed it to the student to her right.
As she handed it to the second person, I heard her say, Do you want to know what Africa smells like?
Apparently this necklace stills smells like Africa, & she was sharing the experience with her peers.
I was tempted to check it out and see if her home-country smells like the Africa I know. I refrained. Maybe next time...
Recently she went to Africa to visit her extended family.
Today I saw her pass a necklace to the student sitting to her left.
A few minutes later she passed it to the student to her right.
As she handed it to the second person, I heard her say, Do you want to know what Africa smells like?
Apparently this necklace stills smells like Africa, & she was sharing the experience with her peers.
I was tempted to check it out and see if her home-country smells like the Africa I know. I refrained. Maybe next time...
Wednesday, February 29, 2012
...red or purple Wednesday...
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| 100% Compliance |
Can't you just see the joy that we get from meeting our goals?
Monday, February 27, 2012
Wednesday, February 22, 2012
...are you for real?...
Two students had drawn cartoon ponies.
Their friend took the pictures around and asked people to vote for which one looked better. The criteria for better was uncertain, making the decision somewhat difficult. I guess that's how it goes with art.
Another student turned to me and asked, Wait, are they real?
Slightly confused, I asked, What do you mean, are they real?
The student replied, Are ponies real?
Don't worry, I set him straight. He now knows the difference between ponies and unicorns, oh and horses too.
I will never cease to be amazed by teenagers.
Their friend took the pictures around and asked people to vote for which one looked better. The criteria for better was uncertain, making the decision somewhat difficult. I guess that's how it goes with art.
Another student turned to me and asked, Wait, are they real?
Slightly confused, I asked, What do you mean, are they real?
The student replied, Are ponies real?
Don't worry, I set him straight. He now knows the difference between ponies and unicorns, oh and horses too.
I will never cease to be amazed by teenagers.
Friday, February 17, 2012
...guns aren't allowed in school...
A young man with a sleeveless shirt walked into the room across the hall.
A teacher noticed.
He called several of us over.
Five teachers stood outside the door and attempted to be as serious as possible.
The student was called into the hallway.
He is turning red and acting nervous.
We're going to have to take you downstairs to talk to the police officer.
Getting defensive, What? Why? What did I do?
Guns aren't allowed in school.
What? Are you serious? This is why you brought me out here? Relieved, he shakes his head and goes back into the classroom. His guns were still out for everyone to see.
The five of us in the hallway have a good laugh before the bell rings as a signal for us to get back to business.
A teacher noticed.
He called several of us over.
Five teachers stood outside the door and attempted to be as serious as possible.
The student was called into the hallway.
He is turning red and acting nervous.
We're going to have to take you downstairs to talk to the police officer.
Getting defensive, What? Why? What did I do?
Guns aren't allowed in school.
What? Are you serious? This is why you brought me out here? Relieved, he shakes his head and goes back into the classroom. His guns were still out for everyone to see.
The five of us in the hallway have a good laugh before the bell rings as a signal for us to get back to business.
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