There are often moments in my day or over my years that I
simply have to shake my head and tell myself “You are a kindergarten teacher.”
Here are a few of those moments….
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The other day I was brushing my hair after work
so that I could recurl it to head out for the night.
As I was brushing there seemed to be something
in my hair. Upon further investigation I found it to be the goldmine that one
of my lovely five year olds found on their mission of “digging for gold.” Gee,
thanks for sharing your plunder I suppose.
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There are some things that they do not teach you
in college in your preparations to become a teacher….One of those things are
the many names that students have for their, um, well, private parts. Here was my conversation on that day when I learned
that if it is even a possible name for him or her don’t ask and abort all
conversations!!
Student: (outside the bathroom) “Miss
Miller, my winker won’t let me go.”
Me: “Honey, I don’t know what you are
trying to tell me and I don’t know
what a winker is.”
To which my students quickly responded with
a shrill “SEE!”
Insert face of complete shock and horror here!
Oh my my my, lesson learned.
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The same student as above was turned around one
day in line as we were on our way to gym class.
He was not just turned around
but he had his hands on the face of the girl behind him.
Me: Sean, what are you doing! (This is in
my oh my goodness what is he doing voice)
Sean: What Miss Miller? I was only going to
sexy kiss her. (In his matter of fact voice)
Me: We don’t kiss and we definitely don’t sexy
kiss!
Needless to say they did not stand in line
next to each other.
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