Sometimes it takes a third-grader to make it all clear...

Friday, November 30, 2012

Mrs. B:  (noting a student's western clothes for the second day in a row)  Wyeth, you're all cute again today.  Why are you all cute?

Wyeth:  (quite pleased with himself)  That's 'cuz I'm a cowwwwwwboyyyyyy.

Thursday, November 29, 2012

We were talking about overcoming challenges one day...

Mrs. B:  Emmett, would you like to share something you overcame?

Emmett:  (In a very reverent and serious tone)  Noooo, because it would remind me of something in my hard life.

(Note:  It is true that some students have a more difficult home life than others.  Emmett is NOT one of those.  His parents dote on him and he is very much loved and protected.)

Wednesday, November 28, 2012

We were going to the park near our school and I asked a general question of the class...

Mrs. B:  Before we go, I need to know if anyone in here is allergic to anything.

Cody:  I'm allergic to teachers!

Tuesday, November 27, 2012

This one is more of a visual thing...

We read a book called The Miraculous Journey of Edward Tulane at the beginning of the year.  (If you haven't read it, do so right away.  It is wonderful!)  There is a character in it who make a spine-chilling statement--"You disappoint me"--in a low, menacing voice.  We all loved this part and took great delight in imagining how that would make us feel.

Fast forward a couple of months and I had to use my teacher voice with a student because he would not settle down.  When I looked at him again after he had finally begun to work, he made deliberate eye contact with me and very slowly mouthed the words

--YOU DISAPPOINT ME--

I looked at him in what I can only assume was a horrified way. Then he smiled, crinkled his nose, and returned to his work.

Monday, November 26, 2012

The class had been working quietly and diligently for quite some time when suddenly...

Cody: (sighing loudly)  I wasn't born to be at school.

Sunday, November 25, 2012

Mrs. B:  (to an abnormally talkative student)  Hey, Chatty Chatterson, what's with you today?

Cheyenne:  I ate too much sugar last night.

Monday, November 12, 2012

Cody:  I want to sit over there by Wyeth.

Mrs. B:  No.  I want you to sit right where you are.

Cody:  When I'm in the CIA, I'll sit anywhere I want to!

Sunday, November 11, 2012

A student was turned around in their seat and not paying attention...

Elmer:  (loudly whispering to the naughty student)  Watch out!  Mrs. B is squinting at you!

Saturday, November 10, 2012

Dakota:  I'm going to be the first female president!

Mrs. B:  What a great idea.  I'd vote for you!

Dakota:  What if you die by then?

Friday, November 9, 2012

A student was being sassy and chatty...

Mrs. B:  Cody!  That's enough!

Cody:  Are you sure?

Wednesday, November 7, 2012

This little drawing appeared on the back of a Christopher Columbus report.  There are no words...



















The little blank spot in the banner has his name blocked out for obvious reasons but declares that  _____________ Rules!  Below is a close-up of the student relaxing in the sun wearing a kicky beret and enjoying a drink with a little umbrella in it.

Tuesday, November 6, 2012

I have a new student.  This is what he turned in for his math assignment on his first day.  (To be fair, he did fill in a few numbers on the actual "work" side of his paper.)


Monday, November 5, 2012

Just a funny "make your own costume" design...


Sunday, November 4, 2012

Mrs. B:  (repeatedly trying to staple papers without any luck)  What is wrong with this thing!!??

David:  I think you're out of ammunition.

Saturday, November 3, 2012

We live in a rural community.  Many of our students raise livestock for the county fair.  This was overheard in the hall between a teacher and a small student who was sobbing...

Teacher:  Honey, I don't think he was "staring you down" this morning.  He's just a cow.

Friday, November 2, 2012

Mrs. B:  What can you do to respect yourself?

Liam:  Ummmm...don't punch yourself in the face?

Thursday, November 1, 2012

I went to school dressed as an angel for Halloween.  Evidently, this was not a good representation of my personality...

Student not in my class:  Look!  Mrs. B is an angel!

Student in my class:  Yeah, she's not really an angel.  A real angel wouldn't give me so much homework.