This week flew by which made me a very happy person. I love my students but by the time Friday rolls around, I love when the clock finally makes it to 2:50 and my students slowly trickle out of my room. When they are all out, I take a deep breath, look at my empty room, and do a "its the weekend!!" happy dance. It should be videoed, uploaded to YouTube and become a viral video for all my teachers out there. Anywho, here are some highlights of my lightning speed week:
1. This highlight is probably the best highlight that I can think of for this year so far. When my class enters into our Writing portion of our block (period), my students are told to come over to my small group table, a couple at a time, to have me read over the paragraph they just wrote. Then I let them know if they are on the right track or not and I send them on their way to go tweek their papers. Well, in my last block of the day, I have one very sweet and quiet girl who came up to me to have me edit her paper and there were two other boys hovering nearby ready to take the hot seat next. So I'm editing this sweet girl's paper and it all looked pretty good but she needed to fix some things. So after telling her what to fix, I looked at her and said, "Everything looks really good, you just need to go twerk a little bit." Y'ALL. I SAID TWERK. TO A 5TH GRADER. At this point the two boys who were standing near me looked at each other, then to me (with the widest eyes I've ever seen), and then began laughing as quietly as possible because the look on my face was more than likely filled with absolute horror. I don't think the girl I was helping understood what was going on so she smiled a small smile (probably because of how awkward I was being when I kept saying "tweek NOT twerk! tweek! tweek!") and then made her way back to her seat on the other side of the room. Helping the two boys with their paper wasn't as easy because of the laughter that was coming out of their mouths every couple seconds. After having an inner conversation with myself to pull it together and not bust out laughing in front of them, I was able to edit their papers in a civilized manner. I BLAME YOU, MILEY.
2. My students had their first spelling test last Thursday and honestly, a lot of them completely b.o.m.b.e.d. it. Because of this bombage, I let those students who failed have a chance to bring up their failing grade to a 70 but only if they re-wrote their spelling words 5 times each and then had their parents sign a slip of paper informing them that their child had failed their spelling test. (Sidenote: all of my students have to get their planners signed every night by their parents so most of their planners are filled with paper signatures/initials) Well, one of my boys decided he was going to simply cut out a parent signature from his planner and then glue it on the line where his parents were supposed to sign for his failed spelling list. See picture below:
I, of course, called him over when I received this and let him know that this is not quite what I was looking for. He thought it was totally justified and I further explained how cutting out signatures from other places and pasting them to documents will not work in the real world so it doesn't work in class. I was half baffled by his justification and half chuckling on the inside for him thinking it would actually work. So, like those who have gone before me have said, "I wasn't born yesterday!!" that saying has become a new motto for my class. Sheesh.
3. On Wednesday of this week, my last class of the day was slowly making their way into my classroom. The very first thing my students are supposed to do when they walk into ANY of their 3 classes is to sit down, get out their planners, and write their daily assignment/homework down. Well my last class of the day seems to be filled with students, mainly boys, who take forever to sit down in their own seat and focus on what they need to be doing. Well one boy, *Gabriel, was taking for.ev.er so I said to him, rather loudly, "GABRIEL, WELCOME TO CLASS. PLANNER." and just as I said this, his previous 4th grade teacher was walking by my class and heard me say this and literally started cracking up. His teacher told me the next day when I saw him at recess that he was laughing because he, himself, had said those exact same words to Gabriel the previous year, practically every day. Well, at least its not just my class that he takes forever to get focused in. I wonder what his 3rd grade and below teachers think too! Goooooooooooodness gracious. But it was pretty funny.
4. In the past couple years or so, I have adopted a different way of saying things. Such as calling my sister Holly, "howwy" and changing other l's to w's or r's to w's. Not quiteee sure why but it happens occasionally. Well the other day, I happened to say "sowwy!" to my students and they immediately said to me, "that's weird that you just said sorry in that way..." and then I looked at them and said, "sowwy, you think that's weird!" I think it weirds them out which makes me want to say it even more. Isn't that how it works? Sometimes they make me feel like the parent who is trying to be cool but whose children thinks is embarrassing. I relish in it. It's pretty hilarious.
5. And five, here's a little student selfie to end my blog with. They were being absolutely crazy the last couple minutes of class on Friday so I wanted to them to be still for .05 seconds so I inflicted a selfie on them and it turned out to be one of my new favorite pictures.
Grateful I get to do this "job" every day. One month down, 9,851,432,714 to go!
Teacher out,
Ms. Crabtree
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