No class will ever compare to my amazing 3rd graders, but I was spoiled with them.
In the first month they have tested me, hugged me, and apologized to me.
- One little boy decided it would be OK to do the entire Thriller dance (including sing) during a math lesson.
- I got on to another boy, because he was not listening and following directions. After school he ran up to me and decided to let me know that he did not want me to be mean and he is sorry for not listening. I continued to tell him that he has yet to see me mean...
- The "Thriller Boy" convinced me that he had to go to the bathroom and it was an emergency (even though he asks to go every minute) I gave in and told him to hurry. He ran to the door, turned around and laughed an evil laugh as he ran out the door...never again will he go to the bathroom during my class.
- "Thriller Boy's" birthday was this week.
thriller boy-"8"
me-"wow, you're getting old!"
TB-"I don't wanna be old. Old people die."
me-"oh, well yeah. that is life."
TB-"my Grandma died."
me-"my Grandpa died a couple years ago."
TB-"HA! I win the Grandpa contest!!"
me-"well then I win the Grandma contest...?"
TB-confused/frustrated face
me-"we are even."
TB-"OK"
I never know what the day will bring, which makes me love teaching.
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