Highlight of the day yesterday: A student got their leg stuck in some playground equipment. Our principal and assistant principal climbed up, freed the student, then – in suits – slid down our two 20 foot slides to the cheers of the other kids. I wish there were photos because it was both hilarious and amazing.
Almost every class does some sort of “getting to know you” activity and second grade spelling is always amusing. What really caught my eye, though, were what each of these students wanted to get out of the school year.
Last time I checked, conversing with animals and blowing things up weren’t in the Common Core standards. It’s always good to have goals, though.
Sorry for the week-long absence from cyberspace here. Feeling a little like the old woman who lived in a shoe. We had 700 students at school last year and jumped to 850 this year. With a daily half-hour lunch duty added to my routine and less time at the end of the school day to wrap things up before bus duty I’ve been a little rushed and overwhelmed. (Also I am, as always, suffering the beginning of the year re-entry shock of kindergarteners.) However, I do not like being away from my keyboard, so look for more frequent posts from here on out.
A cup of Earl Grey, a warm cat on my lap, a handful of knitting, and the BBC’s Open Book program. Kindergarteners? What kindergarteners?
The beginning of school is always challenging when it comes to kindergarteners – both for them and for the teachers.
On the first day there are always a couple of small ones who end up in the wrong place, requiring several public address system announcements searching them out. After the secretary announced that the last one had been found and the principal could return to the office from looking for her, one of my fourth graders suggested that “they put tracking devices on those kids.”
I begin picking up again after five-year-olds who are developmentally unable to follow more than one or two directions at a time, don’t have fantastic motor skills, and act like a herd of cats in a library that is much too big to supervise alone.
How did someone who never needed children of her own wind up picking up after them, dealing with runny noses, taking care of vomit, wiping tears, and handling lost teeth?
Finally, I have learned that just because the nearest restroom is right next door to the library it doesn’t mean kindergarteners won’t get lost on the way there or back.
My aunt and her husband are visiting from Texas for a few days, so our extended family got together for some grilled hotdogs and hamburgers tonight. We ate, shared stories of the old days, stories of missing family members, and laughed.
We’re just an ordinary American family, with roots going back mostly to England, but with a little German thrown in as well. My uncle’s wife hauled us all out to the yard for photos. They are just a couple of shots of ordinary people, like you would see in any family album or on any smart phone these days (one’s even a little blurry). But to me they are special people indeed.
My dad and his siblings.
The next generations, some of my cousins and I.
You hear the best stories from ordinary people. That sense of immediacy is more real to me than a lot of writerly, literary-type crafted stories. ~Chuck Palahniuk
The technology department (or at least one of the technology coaches) strikes again.
One would think someone in charge of technology would at least send a doable survey (tech sets the restrictions and “ghosts” them to each computer). They seem to be having a bad start to the school year.
On the other hand, we had a very nice first day of school today. I actually enjoyed seeing a lot of the kids after the summer. Plus, it’s always nice starting in the middle of the week; only two more days until the weekend!