Okay…it was a bowl. But there was a tiny cookie thief in my midst today….
I was watching my two nephews today, approaching one and three, at my house. They were both sound asleep on the couch when I heard this noise. After walking around, I discovered that the living room ceiling was dripping. Seriously…this isn’t what I need…
I ran upstairs to figure out what was going on, spending only a minute or two looking in my bathroom…no water.
Back downstairs to check on the boys…still sleeping.
Upstairs in the other bathroom…BINGO…the floor is wet. I grabbed some towels, threw them on the floor to soak up the water, and ran back downstairs.
Turning the corner I spied my tiny thief. Sitting on the couch. Caught red handed. He sat frozen. One cookie mushed in his right hand, another sticking out of his mouth. He woke up in those two minutes I had been upstairs, snatched the cookies from the bowl on the end table, and started chowing…
Who stole the cookies?
“Am I your favorite student? I’m your favorite student, right?” This is a question I get asked by one spunky third grade girl in my class almost daily.
I usually don’t answer. Or I reply, “I don’t have favorites.”
One day as we were walking out of school, she asked again. “Am I your favorite student? I’m your favorite student, right?” She always says it with this adorable face that she has mastered, being the only girl in a family of five kids.
That particular day I decided on a new response, “Let’s put it this way, Claire…When you leave third grade…I’ll cry.”
“But tears of sadness, or tears of joy?!”
I wasn’t ready to write yet. There are a million things to do in the morning once I get to school: the morning message, daily schedule, grading, organizing, approving blog posts and comments for our third grade slicers, and the list goes on. As I sat at my computer, approving posts and comments from yesterday I got to a comment that made my day!
Last month one of the students wrote a post including a list of things she likes to do. I commented on her post, including a mention of the fact that I can not ride a bike (one of the things on her list.) This was a hot topic in our class after that. How could Ms. Bless not know how to ride a bike?! It led to a bazillion questions and comments in person and a few on the blog.
This morning I approved this comment…She just made my day… and it is only 7:00!
AAHHHH! A whole school PARCC practice test this afternoon.
AAHHHH! A whole school PARCC practice test after several weeks of indoor recess.
AAHHHH! A whole school PARCC practice test and two minutes in, one problem in, they are playing with the “tools” even though there is nothing to measure.
AAHHHH! A whole school PARCC practice test and even I don’t understand what the questions are asking.
AAHHHH! This was only a practice…the real thing is next week.
AAHHHH! This was only a practice…the real thing will be spread over five days.
AAHHHH! End of slice…
My co-teacher was beginning to create her blog and she was considering what to write for her “About” page.
Jill: What did you write for your about?
Me: I don’t think I have an about page…(We looked it up.) I guess I do. I wrote that a while ago…
I was amazed at what I had written over a year ago…It was so generic and only about school. So much has changed…and so…my “About” page had to change as well…
It has been a full year of blogging for me and throughout this year I have discovered so many new things about writing, and about myself.
This was my original bio:
This is my fifth year teaching and my first as a classroom teacher. I spent my first four years as a Reading Teacher and am thrilled about this move. This year I am co-teaching a third grade inclusive classroom. ( I am the general education half of the co-teaching pair.) We have students of various abilities, backgrounds, and strengths all learning together. We learn together and from each other every day and I look forward to sharing what I learn from the students this year.
Over the course of the last year I have discovered that I am more than a teacher, although I love my profession. I am more than a mother, even if it is my most important and favorite job. I am an aunt. I am a writer. I am a friend. I am a woman. All of these things have come together in this blog. Through my writing I have discovered more facets of myself and I am so grateful. When I began this journey I would not have been able to predict how much I would learn about myself. Let the journey continue…
So excited for my second March SOL challenge!
I was visiting my sister and nephews, hanging out in the living room. All of a sudden I heard my two year old nephew screaming for me, “Auunnntttt Jennniieee! Come hereeeee!” I went running to the other room to find a little boy hanging upside down in his little brother’s jumper.
“Do you need help?”
“No. Me just hangin’ upside down.” And he did…he just hung upside down for several minutes. Oh…the brain of a two year old…