"Hey, Mrs. V, I think you would make a better actress than a teacher. I don’t mean that you’re not a good teacher, I just mean that you would be more successful acting. I mean, uh… Can someone please take this shovel from me?"
Thank you Writing Prompts for THIS great idea! I used it in my class this week, and I thought this response was priceless…
One thing I will never forget at this age, it involves hair, voice, and mind: Puberty. When you hit puberty you go through an awkward stage of life. Growing hair in many places…weird places. Voices also change, and in that change comes voice cracks. I will never forget one memorable occasion. We were practicing football and as QB, I said, “Hike!” On that moment it cracked and everyone heard it. Also in your mind you get thoughts about girls. About decisions you need to make for girlfriends.
I’m not sure if parents forget it or not. I asked my teacher what it was like for her and she said it was inappropriate. So really I don’t know and I guess I will just find out when I am an adult. I don’t think I will ever forget, and hopefully I won’t forget.
Hey, guys! If any of you teach in the primary grades (particularly 1st), would you have a minute to message me what you do for your reading program? How you teach, what’s important, centers, tips, etc. I’m looking to be thoroughly educated in a little amount of time, haha!
EDD question :) Do you and the hubby bounce teaching ideas off each other?
Boo me for getting back late to you!
Yes! We most definitely talk shop. Though being a music teacher and classroom teacher is so incredibly different, we still learn a lot from each other. Plus it is wonderful to always have someone to talk to that “gets it.”
So, it's EDD weekend. I'm just curious...what's your favorite part about being married? You and Joserisms are super cute together, btw. :-)
Oh my goodness, there are so many things! I think the best thing about being married to Joserisms is just being with him and knowing I’ll always be with him. Whether we are sitting on the couch together, in the car together, or in a concert together, it’s incredibly comforting to know that I’ll be sitting next to such an amazing man for the rest of my life.
What are your goals for the new semester? Professional or personal!
Oh so many things!!
Professionally (besides the mandatory/norm) I just need to have a better attitude. I’ve been having a really bad year with my students and administration, and me having a bad attitude on top of it isn’t helping AT ALL. So this semester I’m working reeeeally hard on being positive and keeping my frustrations to myself.
Personally I would like to be more involved here on tumblr. I’ve let blogging go for quite awhile due to so many other work and home related things. I’m just finding it so hard to stay on top of it with everything else going on! How do you do it??
Here’s the last Santa kidnapping story for today. Some wise words from a young girl! This may be my favorite Christmas story yet.
Happy Christmas, tumblr!
3 of 3
The chair I woke up in was awkwardly warm and my hands and feet tied made it hard to move. I could hear whispers but all I could see was darkness, until… Santa walked in saying someone had asked to get me for Christmas!
"Well I can’t tell you who it is…but they sure do love you!" Santa explained.
"I don’t get why you kidnapped me! Why can’t you tell me who it is?! I’m hungry!!" I kept saying everything on my mind.
"Hush child! Shut up!" he said. "I will take you to the lodging until Christmas Eve, then I will give you away."
I didn’t understand why I was there, or who would ask for me for Christmas. It kept me up the first night, I came up with this List;
my best friend
and a few friends by name. I finally fell asleep.
I woke up in the arms of…MYSELF?!? I was so puzzled! Then I remembered I had asked to find myself for Christmas. I saw a note taped to my window. It said;
Dear ________, your probally wondering what I was doing…Your so worried about what everyone else thinks, they all love you! Your an amazing person! Don’t stop being you. Merry Christmas!
Much Joy, Peace, and Love,
The true meaning of Christmas came to me! To be greatful and celebrate Christ’s birth, and to not want what you don’t have. I am glad to be me and I am grateful for everything I have this Christmas season, and you should be too!
Here’s story #2 from this writing prompt about Santa kidnapping my students. One of my quietest and sweetest 8th grade girls wrote this one. I was surprised…
2 of 3
I am putting out the Christmas decoration like I always do. When I go inside, the door closes behind me and I am hit on the head.
When I woke up I found myself tied to a chair. I couldn’t escape. In the shadows of the room I could see small bodies moving around. That’s when I started to get creeped out. The door opens and in comes the big man himself, Santa Clause.
Santa Clause starts asking me questions. Every time I didn’t answer the elvs would come out of the shadows and beat me. Of course Santa couldn’t hurt me because he had a reputation to keep, so he let the elvs do all his dirty work.
Soon, they brought in Bunny (a stuffed animal). The elvs held a knife to his neck. Bunny is very important to me so I started talking. Three days ago I had accidentally wandered into a secret post office where the elvs go the letters to Santa. Being very curious of them I had to kidnap one for science! When I brought him home he was trying to escape, I don’t know why because I made him cookies. I guess elvs get scared easily so he had a heart attack. Taking advantage of the moment, I started to dissect him. I threw his body in the trash when I was done.
The elvs and Santa were in disbelief. One of the elvs who was holding Bunny, in anger cut off his head! Rage raced through me and I broke free! I grabbed the knife and started killing the elvs! I couldn’t kill Santa though because that would be too mean. I grab Bunny’s body and found the way outside to the snow. I started walking. I only had walked 7 miles though then I decided to take a nap. Which isn’t good if your in the freezing snow, lost, hurt because you were beaten, and Bunny’s head cut off.
When I woke up I was in the hospital. I was asleep for two weeks. When I woke up, the first thing I did was eat because I had lost 15 pounds. Then I asked the nurse to bring me Bunny. He was still in two pieces though which made me sad because we were in a hospital and they didn’t fix him. I asked the nurse for a needle and thread. With an evil grin saying, “It’s alive! It’s alive!” Bunny came back to life!
With Bunny fixed and me out of the hospital we went back home. Every Christmas from then on I got coal, but me and Bunny lived happily every after!
I had my kids do another writing prompt. This one was about Santa kidnapping you and what would entail. All the kids had very creative stories (always quite rushed to end), so I had to pick a few to feature today, on CHRISTMAS!!
1 of 3
On the night before Christmas I was putting up decorations. My house was quiet and peaceful. I started to put the presants under the tree, but little did I know Santa was watching me. Santa became angry because that was his job. He became even more angry when I put “From: Santa” on them. That night when I went to sleep, Santa kidnapped me!!
When I woke up I was in Santa’s sleigh. I began to panic, then I heard Rodolph talking to me. I thought I was in a dream, so I pinched myself and realized I wasn’t dreaming because it hurt very badly.
When we got to Santa’s workshop, I saw a naughty box full of bad kids. Right then I realized I wasn’t the only person that Santa kidnapped. Because I am so short Santa wanted to turn me into an elf!! I really didn’t want that. I tried to escape, but their were security elfs at every corner.
About ten minutes later, I finally escaped. All I had to do was step over them. Santa’s workshop was in the clouds so I stole Santa’s sleigh and headed home.
I gave my students this prompt from Writer’s Digest, and here is one of the many glorious stories that came from it.
It was Friday after school, mom and dad had gone out of town and I had the house to myself. I had taken the honor to borrow my dad’s Lexus that he only parked in the garage. So as I was saying, I had drove home only to find our neighbors’ house all decked out in OUR decorations! Uh oh! Mom and dad had asked me to decorate the house while they were gone. I would have to do the only I could do to get them back…Make food! Then come up with a plan to steel our decorations back!
*After food and plan had been taken care of*
"Okay! Rope, hammer, flashlight, cool looking outfit, scary looking plastic sword, scarf, mittens, snow shoes, and a Pop Tart! Check! Let’s go!" I said to myself, determined to get everything back. I turned into a ninja-elf and jumped onto my roof. Then I activated my silent jumping shoes so I could jump from roof-to-roof without the neighbors knowing. But things esceladed quickly when I got to her house.
I had just took the leap of my life, because I would’ve landed in lava! (it was just water, but I was pretending). But as I landed on her roof, I saw that she had paid professional ninjas to protect our/her decorations. They took me into her house and set me in a chair then tied my wrists. She came in with a fish and slapped me 1,000 times! (actually like 7, but ok). Then told me to go home and to never come back!
Mom and dad were dissapointed but we got new decorations. Our neighbor got arrested then died. Our decorations were given back to us, but every year we always put our decorations in a safe, ina safe! haha. But hopefully we won’t have to deal with this again!