A teacher's life is always entertaining

So I am finally updating my blog. I don't know if anyone still checks it, but oh well. I will mostly be focusing on the experiences I have as a teacher as that is much more interesting than any other part of my life. Besides I have decided I would like to remember some of the funny things that happen to me. I was reading my old blog posts and laughing at all the things I had forgotten. It is nice to have memories typed up so they are not forgotten or lost.

I have one boy in my class, let's call him T, who really likes to keep me on my toes. Actually, I am glad he is in my class, because then I am never bored and he challenges me to think outside the box. This kid is brilliant and says the funniest things on a daily basis. I am kicking myself a little bit for not writing them down earlier, because I cannot remember most of what he has said. However, one thing I do remember happened more towards the beginning of the year. You see I have a tooth brush and tooth paste at school so I can brush my teeth in the morning after I eat breakfast, because usually I eat at school. I almost always brush my teeth before my students get to the class, but one morning I forgot until they had started to line up at my classroom door. I quickly started brushing my teeth. T poked his head inside the door and saw me brushing away. He gave me a confused look, like when a dog turns his head sideways, and said completely serious, "Miss Collett do you live here?" Let me ask you this: How many of you thought your teachers lived at the school? I know I thought it. So I decided to mess with him and I said, "Yep I sure do." He replied, "But where do you sleep?" I told him I slept on top of the desks, but he didn't buy it. I just smiled at him and said nothing more, so who knows if he thinks I live at the school or not. Sometimes I feel like I do.

On September 11th I wanted to make sure that the kids knew that it was a day to remember all those who lost their lives. Most of the students had an idea of what happened, so I just kind of told them where I was and how I felt when it all happened. I explained my love for this country and people who fight for freedom. Then I played "I am proud to be an American" for them and had them just sit and think. I had 3 students in my class full on cry during the song, all girls of course. I was actually proud of them for feeling for their country. One girl wasn't ashamed at all and said loudly to the class, "Man that song made me so sad I was crying!" She is my soon to be actress and I love her for it. You should here the way she reads her stories out loud. She has so much character and expression in her voice. I think I should get an autograph before the end of the year.

We just recently had a 3rd grade dance festival, because we were studying cultures and so each class took a dance from a different country. The kids really loved it. During the second or third time we were practicing I had one boy come up to me and ask if he could switch partners. Now I was going to have none of that, but I asked him why and he said, "Well Miss Collett S (I will just name all my students with one letter so I don't get in trouble) picks her nose and I just really don't want to get boggers (how he said it) on my hand," Haha, what could I say to that? I wouldn't want boggers on my hand either.

Well for now that is all I have. I will really try to keep more up to date, but I am making no promises. Mostly I want to remember, so I am making a goal to write when I have a good story or two. Bye for now!