Today, we were
At any rate, we had a little practice sheet/quick assessment/worksheet/blah blah blah with pictures on it. The kids had to identify the pictures that had a certain sound which I also can't remember right now. K? M? T? I don't know. It was important, though. Trust me.
So we're naming all the pictures before we go back to our seats so that umpteen children do not attack me and chase me around the room with, "What's this picture?" or "What do you call this one?" or "I'm hungry." or even "My bottom hurts."
That last one happened today, just not during our Review Time. It happened later. I responded with, "The bottom of what hurts?" Turns out, we had a little, um, er, well . . . it's not in my job description and this little guy needs some practice doing something that I'd rather not discuss here, in the classroom, or anywhere, for that matter, whereas he had absolutely no shame or embarrassment and announced it in front of his whole table group. I mean, to each their own, right? Hey, I ate too much at dinner tonight and I feel a little bloated, but you can bet I'm not going to bring it up to a bunch of people sitting at my table.
Wait. that's not exactly a good example.
Anyway, you can bet that some things in life should remain private. I mean, I have certain things in my life that are private.
Hmmmm. Let's see here. I won't ever talk about . . . well . . . I couldn't ever discuss . . .
I'm sure I'll think of something.
Anyways, we went through all the pictures and then we came to a thimble. You know, the sewing kind that I have never used because I have no clue how to sew. And I'm sure I'd just stick myself with the needle a dozen times in the same manner that I burn myself with a hot glue gun over and over and over . . . no thimble necessary.
My kids did not know what a thimble was. I said, "This is a thimble."
They started giggling.
Confused, I said, "It IS a thimble. People use it when they sew."
Still confused, and then wondering if I had
A couple of kids called out, "SYMBOL!"
There was a lot more laughter and a lot more, "SYMBOLS!" before I finally got it.
They thought I was being funny. Since I'm tho thilly and all that.
I laughed. And laughed. And then I got the giggles.
I lost control of myself. And my class.
Fun was had by all.
It was THO funny. Theriouthly.
Thanks for the interest in the Daily Language Arts Skills Review pack that nearly killed me.
Onto the winners!
Congratulations Melissa, Trudy, and Pam!
I feel disgusting. Chips, salsa, flautas, and a salad will do that to a girl.
I've heard ice cream helps soothe upset tummies. Right?