Welp. He did it. He made me hate emojis.
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Memo Received, God
A stubbed toe is God’s way of reminding you that you’re not nearly as cool as you think you are.
Life Advice
Never ever ever EVER give up.
Unless that doesn’t work. Then give up and be SUPER dramatic about it.
The Good Old Days
During my walk to work this morning, I watched two brothers trotting along to school. One was young, pre-k aged, and the other looked about 4th grade age (the grade I now teach). The older brother was juggling a chapter book while jotting in a journal, in what I assume was a last-minute attempt to finish his homework. He looked stressed. The younger kid, meanwhile, spotted a bug on the sidewalk and went APESHIT with excitement. And I couldn’t help but think, as I watched this, how much I miss teaching Kindergarten– that carefree, blissful age when simply finding a bug on the ground can elicit that much enthusiasm, wonderment and joy.
Then he ate the bug.
#fourthgradeforever
No One Trusts Me and I Can’t Figure Out Why
Anonymous friend (on the phone– with her voice): “I was going to email you to tell you not to blog about me, but then I was afraid you’d put the email in your blog.”
I don’t think I deserved that.
Ebola Mom, Part 8
(Part of the Ebola Mom Series)
It seems Ebola Mom’s peace-offering plan was foiled. But the important thing is, she has her priorities straight:
Well Now I’m CERTAINLY Not Worried
Kid: “Are you worried about being so old and not being married?”
Me: “Oh, um. No. First of all, I don’t think I’m ‘so old.'”
Kid: “32 is pretty old.”
Me: “I disagree.”
Kid: “It’s like THREE TIMES my age!”
Me: “I regret teaching you multiplication.”
Kid: “So are you worried?”
Me: “No. I’m not worried. I’m fine with my age and I’m fine with not being married.”
Kid: “Oh ok good. I’ll tell my mom not to worry then.”
Me: “She’s worried? About me?”
Kid: “Yeah. She said when SHE was your age, I was already born!”
Right. And you’re a gem.
I Should DEFINITELY Go Shopping
(Continuation of Maybe I Should Go Shopping)
Just now, tutoring…
Kid: “Oh my GOSH— you’re wearing the green sweater AGAIN!!!”
Me: “I know, I did that on purpose. Just to see what you’d say.”
Kid: “Oh ok. You’re silly.”
Me: “I know.”
I did not do it on purpose.
9-Year-Olds Aren’t Great at Inferencing
In a lesson about characters’ actions in books, I thought I’d challenge the kids and mix it up a little by looking at the lyrics to Journey’s “Don’t Stop Believing.”
Me: “It says the she is living in a lonely world, and ‘took a midnight train going anywhere.’ Think deeply about this. What do you think this says about the character?”
Kid: “She is REALLY careless.”
I tried.
This Charming Guy
I woke up to this. Today’s gonna be a good one.
