Teaching has always brought me joy and satisfaction, but I never dreamed it would lead to looking famous. It all happened in a normal school day.
It started like any other day in the classroom–except for the argument–as two students who arrived at the same time were disagreeing on how to pronounce a term. One said, “Everyone knows it’s Bob Wire; I guess they named it after a man named Bob.” The girl matched his volume with great confidence, “No, it was a woman named Barb!” Looks like it’s time for a little Texas history, so I’ll look up some pictures of barbed wire and we’ll go over the meaning. Maybe we could do some arts and crafts and make fences with pipe cleaners for the sharp edges.
Everyone is happy when Library Day comes. The students enjoy showing each other what books they checked out. One boy was excited about 20,000 Leagues Under the Siege.” Vocabulary is such a constant companion to a teacher. I realized we’d have a chance to compare and contrast baseball leagues with leagues in the ocean. The boys will be glad to play a war game as we learn the meaning of siege. Then as we return from recess we can play like we’re swimming to the edge of the seas!
As the class was buzzing quietly with numbers flying in and out of their heads, one child just couldn’t resist bragging, “I’m a good adder!” For a moment there, I could imagine a snake wandering around the room helping the kids with adding. Actually, it was a fairly fitting description of this boy as he loved to mingle--even in math time when we were only allowed to talk about numbers. His idea was that if he game answers to their adding problems, THEY would become good adders too. Boy, did I have some explaining to do!
When the weather permits the children love eating lunch in the sideboard at picnic tables or on The Chocolate Porch under the Sweet Gum Tree.
When I overheard a remark by a fine young gentleman I choked on my food. He said, “I want to be a high school dropout.” Being a teacher-type I simply had to ask why: “All my uncles are dropouts and they all drive neat cars.” Hmm, tomorrow I’d better start clarifying the value of an education with my dear students. I agree, not everyone needs college. Some thrive in vocational schools or apprenticeships, etc. However, I do want all of my kiddoes to finish high school! Maybe we can start by talking about cause and effect, then discuss how the world has changed in the last few generations since nowadays most jobs require at least a high school diploma.
Language class had just begun. Suddenly a girl confessed, “I love reading with my Grandma but when we do it in school it’s not as much fun.” I had to further break her heart by telling her the name of today’s lesson I had just written on the board was Grammar, not Grandma. I guess it’s time to bring out that game about words that start alike again.
Now that we were on the subject of grandparents one boy told us, “My grandpa is getting a hearing aid cause he’s going death.” I decided it was time for the spelling pre-test. Anything to get them off the topic before someone started talking about funerals!
As I prepared for the end of the day, I slipped a jacket on to stay warm as I saw the children to their cars. One style-conscious young lady hollered out, “You’re looking famous in that fancy jacket!” I thought I’d better quit while I was ahead, so I began to do the royal wave as the kids left for the day.:-)
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