I have a student in my class who I think that I could write a whole blog just on the things she says. This girl is wise beyond her years, she is hilarious, she says the most amazing things – most of my facebook status updates are thanks to her, and she is full of attitude and sass. Love her. Most of the time. The other 15% of the time she drives me crazy, but in the best way possible.
Here are some of the things she has said of late:
On the topic of exercise:
Student: Can we stop?
Student: But my legs are crying!!!!
Seeing the smart board in action:
S: NOW I am impressed!
Sitting down to do some fingerpainting:
S: I’m ready to make some magic.
Playing with blocks:
Make a microphone and comes up to me singing – “Who you gonna call? GHOSTBUSTERS!”
When I repeated something for kids who didn’t hear it:
S: We know! We weren’t born yesterday!
On the topic of this necklace:
A different student grabs it and says: “What is this?”
T: It is my silver medal from when I won the Olympics!
S turns around in line after hearing this, she puts her hand on her hip and says, “Are you SURE??”
While I was sitting in the book area with her
S: Will you pretend to cry?
(naturally I did this, but put in minimal effort)
S: *giggling to her friend* I made Miss K cry!
(this was right after she finished petting my arm and singing a song about how I should go to sleep – trust me, I was tempted)
During Light Exploration
She does not spend her time exploring what happens when you shine a flashlight through a color paddle or a prism. Rather, she dresses up with multiple pairs of kid sunglasses on a face and head, holds a flashlight up to her chin and wanders the classroom repeating in a “spooky” voice: “I am from outerspace” and when I make eye contact with her, she drops all space-creature facade, puts her hands on her hips and says, “I’m serious!”
When supposed to be reading books:
Comes to my desk, pets my arm, and says, “My dad says I’m magic. I can make it be night.”
Ok then. I’m sure he does…
Student: I want to smell that yellow marker.
Student: Please!?! (hand on hip). I gave you candy! Let me smell it!