Why I love my kids (Post 4)
They teach me lovely things... and keep me ever so entertained.
December 6th
My students kept trying to get me to say I liked "Blue Waffles". Not having a clue what they were talking about, I asked what it was. I knew it would be disgusting. They told me it was nasty vagina; something they'd been googling in computers. I think waffles as a breakfast food are gross.
I think this is gross enough.... but there's no way I post some nasty vagine up on here. As soon as I ask them what they want to know about vagina and what they talk about that subject- they clam up. I love my kids, but oh my goodness do we need a sex ed class. They have questions and I can lose my job for giving answers. Gah, I hate politics.
December 13th
Marty: "You're annoying."
Daniel: "At least I have a mustache."
Marty: "I have one, see!?"
Daniel: "Miss Z, who has better facial hair; me or Marty? I already shave!"
Me: "You're 12. Sit down."
Me: "Do you ever stop talking? I'd like to teach some time today."
Sergio: "My tongue never gets tired. Why is that? I think I could talk forever... [continues babbling for another 3 minutes]"
Me: "I guess not."
December 14th
[As I am typing away at my computer trying to catch up on work between classes...]
Justin: "Hey. You look stressed. Do you need or want a massage?"
Me: "Yes, but no thanks. That's creepy..."
Justin: [stands there for a minute] "Oh yeah. That really is."
Josh: [Sitting on the floor behind me] "I have carpal tunnel. I can't write."
Me: "Get writing"
Josh : "I need a piece of paper"
Me: "So get one."
Josh: "My carpal tunnel affects my legs too. Can you get it for me?"
[After having a student dictate his opening of his personal narrative, he was creeping on my papers]
Gabe: "What's IDK?"
Me: " I don't know."
Gabe: "Well why did you allow it on the paper? You usually look things like that up..."
Me: "No, it means I-I D-don't K-know."
Gabe: "Ohhhhhh..... OOOOOOHHHH. My texts make so much more sense now."
December 16th
Marty: "Dude, my S's look all weird today."
Jose: "Why?"
Marty: "They're all curvy and stuff."
Jose: "Yeah, that is weird."
[Isn't that how they always look??]
Best piece of work from the past month: Isaac's Personal Narrative
I assigned my students a filler project for writing. I asked them to write about something using their own voice- which means basically anything goes. I had two really sad stories and one absurd tale. Isaac sat around until Wednesday and hadn't started anything. I told him he'd better start because it's due Thursday. First he started with a letter to me about minding my own business and telling me his personal is "sensitive" and he is not sharing anything with me. I wrote him back saying 1 paragraph is not enough and while I appreciate and respect your personal life, I'm wasn't asking for your deep, dark secrets.
Isaac then began writing. He turned in a 2 paragraph paper that starts: "My mom is a bitch. I hate her." The whole rest of the paper makes absolutely no sense. It's just a mumble of incomplete sentences and random words put together. I'm thinking, an A... Good job Isaac hahahahah!
December 6th
My students kept trying to get me to say I liked "Blue Waffles". Not having a clue what they were talking about, I asked what it was. I knew it would be disgusting. They told me it was nasty vagina; something they'd been googling in computers. I think waffles as a breakfast food are gross.
I think this is gross enough.... but there's no way I post some nasty vagine up on here. As soon as I ask them what they want to know about vagina and what they talk about that subject- they clam up. I love my kids, but oh my goodness do we need a sex ed class. They have questions and I can lose my job for giving answers. Gah, I hate politics.
December 13th
Marty: "You're annoying."
Daniel: "At least I have a mustache."
Marty: "I have one, see!?"
Daniel: "Miss Z, who has better facial hair; me or Marty? I already shave!"
Me: "You're 12. Sit down."
Me: "Do you ever stop talking? I'd like to teach some time today."
Sergio: "My tongue never gets tired. Why is that? I think I could talk forever... [continues babbling for another 3 minutes]"
Me: "I guess not."
December 14th
[As I am typing away at my computer trying to catch up on work between classes...]
Justin: "Hey. You look stressed. Do you need or want a massage?"
Me: "Yes, but no thanks. That's creepy..."
Justin: [stands there for a minute] "Oh yeah. That really is."
Josh: [Sitting on the floor behind me] "I have carpal tunnel. I can't write."
Me: "Get writing"
Josh : "I need a piece of paper"
Me: "So get one."
Josh: "My carpal tunnel affects my legs too. Can you get it for me?"
[After having a student dictate his opening of his personal narrative, he was creeping on my papers]
Gabe: "What's IDK?"
Me: " I don't know."
Gabe: "Well why did you allow it on the paper? You usually look things like that up..."
Me: "No, it means I-I D-don't K-know."
Gabe: "Ohhhhhh..... OOOOOOHHHH. My texts make so much more sense now."
December 16th
Marty: "Dude, my S's look all weird today."
Jose: "Why?"
Marty: "They're all curvy and stuff."
Jose: "Yeah, that is weird."
[Isn't that how they always look??]
Best piece of work from the past month: Isaac's Personal Narrative
I assigned my students a filler project for writing. I asked them to write about something using their own voice- which means basically anything goes. I had two really sad stories and one absurd tale. Isaac sat around until Wednesday and hadn't started anything. I told him he'd better start because it's due Thursday. First he started with a letter to me about minding my own business and telling me his personal is "sensitive" and he is not sharing anything with me. I wrote him back saying 1 paragraph is not enough and while I appreciate and respect your personal life, I'm wasn't asking for your deep, dark secrets.
Isaac then began writing. He turned in a 2 paragraph paper that starts: "My mom is a bitch. I hate her." The whole rest of the paper makes absolutely no sense. It's just a mumble of incomplete sentences and random words put together. I'm thinking, an A... Good job Isaac hahahahah!