The Best of 2013-2014!

Love Letters (not really)

Nosy McNoserson: Is that a LOVE letter on your board? FROM YOUR BOYFRIEND?

Me: Ummm...no. It's an apology letter from someone who had a hard time in music...

Curious little bystander: Ms. Sobers, you gotta boyfriend?

Me: No.

Loud bystander (shouting): OOOOOOO, stop lying Ms. Sobers! You are too pretty not to have a boyfriend!

Me: Um, was that a compliment?

Loud bystander (still shouting): YES!

THERE'S A TICK ON THE FLOOR!  
"You know Ms. S, you may want to wash your hair later...if there are ticks in here they could be in the ceiling and fall in your hair". #curlyhairproblems

When a kid admits they don't like school...

 "How could anyone not like school? It's like the most funnest place EVER!"

No, it's not an Easter Egg hunt...

"So over the break, my nana is gonna do this thing where she hides some eggs...and well, some are real eggs, but some are plastic. And guess what? They have candy inside. I love candy. Except the kinds with peanuts, cause me and my brother are allergic."

Excited girl: We are having a money hunt!

Me: So is that like an Easter egg hunt...but with money?

Excited girl: No. My mom hides some eggs, and some of the eggs have candy. But some have MONEY! And one year, me and my friend had a money hunt and we found a thousand million monies!

I can totally see how a money hunt is nothing like an Easter egg hunt. Whatever it is...sign me up for this money hunt thing ASAP. I could definitely use a thousand million monies.

CANDY? Gross...

So today, a student told me that she doesn't like candy...

Me: That's good. It's bad for your teeth anyway, and I have this weird thing about teeth.

Candy Hater: Like what?

Me: Like, I have dreams that they are falling out. I know, it's weird. 

Candy hater: You aren't the only one. I had a dream that I was on the Island of misfit toys and a dentist was chasing me in a yacht trying to steal my teeth. 

Me: We are totally the same person.

Happy Birthday!  How old are you?

"I'll just say you're 137 since that's your room number."
"Are you 13? We know you're a teenager."
"Guys, stop asking. She's 34. She looks like she's my mom's age."
"She looks younger than my mom, so she can't be 30"
"I bet she's 40."

Four since February...

YIKES!  I haven't posted in quite awhile!  But, in my defense,  it's been a busy few months.  Finishing up graduate school, missing a ton of school in January/February/March because of snow, which resulted in an endless game of catch up.  Anyways, here are four notable moments that have happened since my last post.

Do you wanna burst a bubble? I bet you sang that :)

Apparently, in "kid world" the advertisements for pre-ordering (Be the first to own) literally mean that you, and only you, will be the FIRST.  So after I finally got to a theater to see Frozen, I told my students about it...   

Me: So guys, I saw Frozen this weekend. 

Excited girl: I saw Frozen for the second time. And I get to be the FIRST PERSON IN THE WORLD to have the movie on DVD!

Me: Interesting... I was wondering if I should be the one to explain pre-ordering and how it works, but then...

Bubble buster: I got Frozen on my computer this weekend, so I already have it. And we can watch it on the TV too.

Well, I guess she'll have to settle for being the second person to have the movie.  

Nightmares come true...

The concert that I was originally having nightmares about was snowed out...and my kids were devastated.  Our moment for redemption came in May.  It was an outdoor performance, on what I thought was supposed to be a beautiful Saturday.  And it was...but not until after we sang.  It was drizzling when we arrived, so no big deal.  But then, I kid you not, it literally started pouring when we got onstage.  The sound wasn't working for the first song.  Oh, and then we lost power.  I was ready to call it quits...but not my kids.   

"Ms. S we can sing a capella". 

And they did, and all was well.  Oh, and as soon as they were done...it stopped raining. Yes, they were that good.  

Having 600 students is not a valid reason for forgetting things...

Sometimes I forget what one particular class is specifically working on between class meetings; I mean let's face it...sometimes I can't remember what I did yesterday.  

Even though a grade level might have the same lesson (in theory) it never goes the same way for each class. After you've been through a whole rotation...it's tough to recall the specifics.  But that's not what the students think...

Me: Ok guys, are you going to remember your words and movements? I might forget by next week!

Mini Me: Because you're old?

Me: No because I...wait did you just call me old?

Mini me: Well, that's what happens when people get old...they forget stuff all the time. 

Me: True...but I most certainly am not old...

Mini me: OK well then you must be getting old. How old are you anyway?

Ironically...this was a few days before my birthday...so maybe she was right...

Cha cha cha, Pizza Hut, You know what, Chicken butt!

I spent most of my birthday strategically dodging the inevitable "How old are you?" questions from my students.  They always ask, but on your birthday, everyone feels like they are entitled to know!  My response became...

Students: How old are you?

Me: Older than I was yesterday.

Students: How old were you yesterday?

Me: Younger than I am today. 

This was usually followed by the "mathematician moment", when they think they are clever by asking "What year were you born?"  Nice try.  

What I did learn, was that kids have great memories...when they want too.  

"I know how old you are. I remember when you told our class last year, so I just added one."  

Right now, rumor has it that I'm still a teenager, because I still look like one.  I guess that will have to do for now.

Three weeks left!