Locker Pets

The end of the year is coming near and we're all feeling it here in the land of two-dles and three-dles. None of us want to say goodbye to the three-dles (as previously mentioned)... one of my two-dles today decided that the grade 3s are going to be our "locker pets" next year. They will live in the lockers and we'll just quietly squish little pieces of food through the vents. The grade 2s are all about this new idea... the threes just laugh... I think they agree. Haha. I love the problem solving of kids.

Only 16 days of school left!? How on Earth did that happen, I swear it's still November. I can almost say I've been a teacher for a year. I'm still marveling at that fact, I really am a teacher. I couldn't be happier in any other job, I love my kids and my job. What a wonderful feeling!

That's not an antenna.

Conversation between myself and a student at lunch:

"So guys, I saw this movie and there was this guy and he was NAKED! He wasn't even wearing underpants-"
"Umm! Is that something you should be talking about at school?"
"Well, no... but it's really funny!"
*Shaking of my head*
He wanders away, continuing the story under his breath (guess he just had to get it out) "And then he said... boy, that sure is a funny place for an antenna!"

What on Earth was that boy watching!? Although, it was one of those DON'T LAUGH, DO. NOT. LAUGH. moments!

Just a regular Wednesday...

All in a days work.

After first break the teacher on supervision came to me to holding a pair of little boy's sneakers that had been tied together... twice. A smart little man in my class had decided to tie his shoes together and had walked around all break, therefore tying them nice and tight. It took two teachers, 2 thumbtacks and a pair of pointy scissors to get them apart.

When asked why he tied them together he responded:
"I just wanted to see what would happen"
And to that another student added:
"Well it woulda been worse if you'd tied them to a tree" Hmm... true that.

Overheard at lunch:
"There are things that are fake toe-nails but they have to go under you skin... I saw it in a store at the mall... I think it was Walmart"

My sparkly grade two student came to school today with a full set of super shiny, super blingin' nails glued to her fingertips. She told me her big (grade 12) sister had put them on while she slept. At lunch she came to me and was prying them off, her logic for removing them made total sense to me- pretty nails really don't help when you're digging in the dirt in the forest. Again, true that.

Tether-ball bum tag could become a hit however...

As we near the end of the school year, I'm already starting to mourn giving away my grade 3s. I only have four of them this year but they're quite the little bunch of wonderful girls (yup, 4 girls). I have the talker (reminds me of someone... hmmm), the giggler, the social one and the quiet/sweet one. After spending 7 hours a day, 5 days a week, with these 4 (and sometimes Church on Sunday too, of course) I'm not sure how I can let them go away from me. I told them I was going to fail all of them and... they were actually ok with that. I'm not sure they think they're ready to be part of the big grade 4/5 class next year. However, I know without a doubt that, sadly, they're all more than ready to leave me. So, now I just plan one killer party to send them off. I'm thinking awards, a poem and a cake, not much beats that for a little'in. I'm not sure I'm going to get used to getting a new batch of grade twos every year.

A new game was invented yesterday in PE... helicopter using a tether-ball, no pole. You know the one, Helicopter, helicopter, please come down... only if you're... (insert random describing feature here).
This is usually played using a skipping rope, well... I like my new skipping ropes and don't want them to be brutalized on the cement so I've been horribly mean and won't let my class play helicopter. In comes a new invention. Helicopter-tether-ball. Instructions are as follows: (this must be played on grass as well, concrete is just asking for life threatening injuries) swing the ball on the cord as hard as you can around you and challenge your classmates to jump over it. As you get tired, let the ball raise until it smacks into someone and then declare "ha! You're out!" ...not sure this game is a keeper. Not like the turkey game where the turkey's had to protect their babies while gobbling... that was a good one.