today my students and i had a discussion about "baby talk."
it all began this morning. with monday off for mlk day (the day when we remember dr. king-the man who was shot by lightening; according to one of my nuggets) and a snow day on tuesday, this cold wednesday morning got off to a wacky start. i don't know what was in the kool-aid today, but my minions were straight up cracked out. everything that is normally routine was out the window. it was as if my class had been replaced by 25 wild baby gorillas. they were loud, ornery, and they all had their sassy pants on. the baby talk started off subtle but then grew to full blown absurdity. "miss d, i needa potta right nowwwww!" i'm sorry, what? no, just no. "miss d, i want my mawwwwmyyyy!" seriously? by mid-afternoon, i was ready to crack. i looked at my co-teacher who had the same "wtf is wrong with these kids do you want to ditch and get cheese fries?" face on and i made a decision-i was going to be the boss. "enough!" i projected (i never yell, i'm not about that life). the kids looked shocked and stared at me as if i had flowers growing out of my ears. i looked at their little faces and simply stated that actual infants do not sound as annoying as they did in their current state. "when you are ready to be my students again, we will learn but i do NOT teach babies. i teach first graders." and that was that. i have a feeling my first graders will be back tomorrow. and i'm glad. they're so cool. for now, a glass of pinot grigio and some grading. until next time, xo
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