This little bugger has been with me since the beginning of the school year. Teachers, this is a first for me.
Number 1 - Bird Box
Number 2 - Conversations with J
Scene: Student, we'll call him J, had a severe case of the giggles.
Me: "Come on J. Get it together."
J: "OK Ms. A"
J continues to giggle
J: "AH OK! I ain't trying to get in trouble Ms. A!" J proceeds to slap his face. Quite loudly I should add. Then looks at his desk with a finger raised and says, "Come on. Get it together. You don't have time for this crap."
Number 3 - Songs
My Engage NY class and I created a song for going to gym today called "Going to the Gymnasium." It is sung to the tune of Little Einsteins. It goes a little something like this:
We're going on a trip,
to the gymnasium
through all these halls
so we can play with basketballs.
We better watch out
for flying basketballs
they'll hit our heads
then we'll be really dead.
It's a work in progress.
Number 4 - Things students said
Student: "Ms. A, you're hair looks like an anime character."
Student: "Ms. A, are you confused?"
Me: "I don't believe so?"
Student: "Are you confused?"
Me: "Honey, I don't understand why you're asking me so I guess, yes, I'm confused."
Student: "Did you go somewhere warm over break or something?"
Me: "Nope, I went to New York to visit my Mom. Why?"
Student: "'Cause you're wearing a dress."
Scene: I finished explaining the goal for today and asked students to give me a thumbs up if they understand, thumbs sideways if they need help. One student gave me a thumbs sideways, so I call on him.
Student: "When are we going to meet your husband?"
At the end of the school year, I included a few extra points in the directions of their final. All they had to do was draw a cat somewhere on their test.
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A message from the artist
I don't know who wrote this. I'm not sure if this student is reading this. But if you are, thank you for caring and for taking the time to write this. I wish you knew how much I needed this.
Or maybe you did know.
On the last day of seniors, the seniors gave to me:
Twelve months of mayhem
Eleven seconds crying
Ten minutes of cleaning
Nine teachers looking
Eight periods of confusion
Seven seniors snickering
Six pairs of googley eyes
Five minutes of shouting (I HAVE A ROOM FULL OF BOOTIES)
Four Corgi booties
Three "seeing lamps"
Two sriracha bottles
and one sriracha parade.
Conversation in 4th period:
E: Ms. Daley, do you have any scissors?
Me: In the scissor bin.
E goes to the back of the room to retrieve the scissor bin. As he walked past, I notice he a large popsicle stick.
5 minutes later E leaves his seat and runs over to my couch. I though he was punching the couch, but he was actually stabbing it with the popsicle stick.
Me: E! What are you doing?!
E: Look Ms. Daley! I made a shank!