Tuesday, September 13, 2011

Miss Harris. The great roaster and sign language master.

Day 21
Okay, this may only be funny to my fellow Lincoln people (a.k.a the lovely people who work with me).

Quote: "Mr Tutsman erased my check mark." (The music teacher is Mr. Stutzman. Not Tutsman. But now I kinda wanna call him King Tut. Shhh....don't tell.)

After they finish their breakfast, my students are supposed to get their writing notebooks and start on their Morning Work. I usually have a writing prompt on the board for them to write about. Then, after they have had time to write at least 5 sentences, I let some of them share their answers aloud. This is what my smart little crazy boy said.....
I have a 100,000 dollar bill my friend is mexican his name is ernesto my girlfriend name is Sally a wite girl. (Wow. And now I am wondering what in the world the writing prompt could have been. Can we say random?)

The same kid found a Levi's zipper outside in the car rider line. He picked it up and said, "Uhhhhhh!!! It says loves!" No, not loves. Levi's.
Speaking of zippers, did you know that YKK on your zipper stands for Yoshida Kogyo Kabushibibaisha?..the world's largest zipper manufacturer. Bigger than Levi's. That's my favorite random fact. Okay, back to school....

Day 22
"Miss Harris, I studied my flash cards all night last night. In my bed." (My kids are like me. They don't sleep. How 'bout that!)

After breakfast....."Miss Harris, we gonna have cereals again this year?? Because those cereals were goooood!!"

"Miss Harris, she said her sister's in the 16th grade. Is that in high school or college?"

Day 23
"Guess what my brother said I kept sayin' in my sleep."
"What?"
"I can't wait to go to school."
(I am glad...makes me feel good, but I can assure you I don't say the same thing in my sleep.)

"Miss Harris, is my momma gonna go to jail?...cause she gotta take me to the dentist tomorrow."
(I'm thinking maybe her mom has gone to court for truancy before. Maybe??)

In Reading, we were reading a poem. Their worksheet said...'We are different, you and I. I like peanuts in my pie. You like cake. You love to bake. We are special, you and I.' So, their job was to write another verse to the poem. They had to write 'We are different, you and I. I like ____________ in my pie.' (They came up with something different that they liked in their pie. Of course, I said, "I like chocolate in my pie." Then, they had to write 'You like _______. I love to ________. We are special, you and I.' And the words in the blanks were supposed to rhyme. So, they came up with..'You like meat. I love to eat.' I was walking around looking at what they had written, when I saw this lovely poem: I DON'T LIKE PIE. (She was mad because she had to pull a card...haha.)

Day 24
My lil' funny boy who wants to make a comment every time somebody else gets in trouble--"Ohhhh, she got roasted!!!!" (Yes, that's right...I am the great roaster. Needless to say, he got roasted, too...because he knows he is not supposed to say things like that. Not in my room.)

In Science, we are doing a little experiment with Plant A and Plant B. Plant A gets sunlight. Plant B is covered with a black box and far away from all windows. No sunlight in sight. So, they had to make their predictions about what they thought would happen to Plant B, the lonely sunless plant. Then, each week, they get to look at Plant B and record their observations. So, I wrote on the board..'Observe and write what Plant B looks like on Week 3.' I showed them how Plant B had a little spot on the end of a leaf that was changing colors. One student said, "It looks like it's gettin' burnt."
Yes. It kinda does. So, the leaves, they get burnt when they are too far away from the sun? Ummmmm, no.
And now, on to Reading....Our Reading story this week was "Meet Rosina". It's about a little girl who is deaf. It tells how she uses sign language to communicate. So...I printed off the American Sign Language Finger Spelling sheet and taught them the sign language alphabet. Afterward, we were walking down the hall to go to the bathroom when I heard, "Miss Harris, are you a sign language master?" Yes!! Not only am I the great roaster. I am also a sign language master.

So. Apparently everything in my room is hot. Leaves get burnt. People get roasted. And then, well, there's me. hahaha

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