*(Or it was when I started writing this post, which would not publish due to my terrible internet, hereafter known as ButtNet)
Okay, so, I am in the middle of the imaginary process of changing my name and not telling my students. That's how many times they've called me recently. Now, I am the kind of person that likes to be needed. I love for the kids to want me to help them or be a part of what they're doing. Sometimes, though, it gets exhausting.
Kids give a lot back, too. I'm lucky enough to get a lot of love, jokes, stories, art projects, and today, jabs in the face with a pencil.
Then there are these sorts of gifts:
1. Messages stapled into notecards.
2. Tiny weapons made from classroom supplies. While this image depicts what appears to be a thumbtack-pencil mace, paperclip-rubber band bows with paper arrows are more common.
3. Math problems made of science . Amphibians: 1 life in water + 1 life on land = 2 lifes. Actually.. that was totally right.
4. Paperclip animals.
5. Clever methods of avoiding silent reading. (In case you can't tell, this darling is reading a totally blank notebook. I can't, of course, post a picture of his face, but I can assure you that he was faking total engrossment.)
6. And of course, apparatuses for hanging teeny weeny clothes.
Happy Friday*.
*(Tuesday)
