I was going to wait until I had a full arsenal of teacher stories with which to blog, but at the prompting of Lauren Kusler I have realized that too many days have gone by since my last post. To my loyal readers: I apologize. So this post might be a bit thin, but at least it is something! Here are some of my latest tales from sixth grade. As always, names have been changed.
1. Today in social studies we were talking about the US government and how it has three branches. When asked what the three branches of the federal government are, Mike answered "I know! It's judicial, legislative, and...um...execution!!" Close, Mike, but not quite there.
2. Jesse (a guy's guy who plays sports and generally makes every attempt to be manly) walked into math class carrying a bright pink binder. At my raised eyebrow he said, "This isn't mine!! It's Sara's. I'm her slave." As my eyebrows raised higher, he said, "No, it's cool. I carry all of her stuff and she pays me $5 a week." Satisfied that he had explained himself, he proceeded into math class. A minute later, Sara flounced in with a smug smile and her nose in the air, obviously proud that she is "above" carrying her own school supplies.
3. Every time I mention Rex, I have one student who is convinced he is my dog. He always says, "But Rex isn't a person name! It is a dog name!" So yeah, apparently I live alone and am really lonely all the time, so I just pretend that my dog is actually my husband so that I will feel better about myself.
4. Last weekend Rex and I went home for his grandfather's funeral. This caused me to miss a day of school. When I got back, all of the students wanted to know where I had gone. I told them that I was at a funeral. Steven jokingly inquired, "What, did Rex die?" and I said, "No, but wouldn't you feel bad if that was what really happened?" Then Matt piped up, "I would be happy, because then I could marry you!"
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