My class is shaping up, slowly but surely. Each year, I forget how little they came to us knowing, and what a hard task those first few weeks are, teaching them all the little quirks and rules. I guess it's because at the end of the year, they're well-trained, and it's underscored by how far they get by the end of the year. Simple things, like knowing their own last names, or what their mama's names are.
I misplaced the little slip of paper that I keep with me that tells me how all my babies get home: these two to daycare vans, this one to the on-site afterschool care service, these three or four walk home with big brothers or sisters, and so on. One child, I could not, for the life of me, remember how she got home. So, I called her up to my desk to question her on the matter.
Mrs. KLee: "Sweetie, are you a bus rider?"
Cute Little Girl: "Huh?"
Mrs. KLee: "Are you a bus rider, a car rider, or a walker?"
*blank stare*
Mrs. KLee: "How do you get home? Are you a car rider, a walker, or do you ride the bus?"
Cute Little Girl: "No, I'm a Baptist!"
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Oh that is too cute. It does call into question what she thinks Baptists think about non-Baptists, though.
KLee, what grade do you teach? Is it Kindergarten? I guess I'm a little surprised that the kids don't all know their last names. The tot has known her first, middle, and last names since before she was 2.
(That was a post-Katrina thing. The stories of little ones being separated from their families were heartbreaking, so we made it a priority to teach her her full name.)
That is so incredibly sweet!
I wonder if they'd bus my daughter to your school next year?
Too cute!!
Oh dear. Oh dear oh dear.
Fantastic!
I had kind of the opposite experience teaching VBS one year. We were trying to discuss heaven with a bunch of 1st graders, and I asked if there was anyplace they really liked to visit. The kids answered predictably with "grandma's house" and "Disneyland". Then I asked if there was a place they loved so much they wished they could live there instead of their own house.
This one girl got a dreamy look on her face and said, "Oh, Target, for sure. I love Target."
I had to work hard to keep a straight face for her.
That's so funny!
Real life conversation from my high school.
A-hole guy: "Are you a virgin?"
Prissy girl: "No, I'm a Lutheran."
So sweet! I want to hug her!
My MIL would simply love that answer.
That is too funny!!
Oh my goodness! That is fabulous!
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