"Ms. Djerf, Ashton called me a zebra!"This was accompanied by tears and everything. And perhaps a few covert chuckles from Ms. D.
Most direct answer to "Write about what the ocean floor looks like:"
"I can tell you what.It is not strate."
Thank you, I'll remember that.
Most descriptive prayer request:
"Um, I have a cough. And then, when I sniffle, boogers go down my throat, and then I have to hack them up."She was ready to provide even more information on this topic, but we moved on.
Least helpful response to a classmate's prayer request about a grandma's illness:
"That could kill her! Is she still alive?!"This reminded me of the time someone told a (probably not true) story about nearly being run over by a motorcycle. They all sat for a moment, wowed by the gravity of the situation, and then one first grader asked softly, "Did you survive?"
Most unusual tattle:
"Ms. Djerf, Ms. Djerf, someone keeps organizing my crayons!"It was with great disappointment that I persuaded this young man that no benevolent desk-organizing fairy (or fellow classmate) was at work in our classroom. Because, oh, do I want to believe in that fairy. If only she would pay a visit to MY desk!
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