Wednesday, January 21, 2009

Kindergarten Mentality

I love teaching Kindergarten. I couldn't imagine teaching any other grade.......except for today. The kids were especially honary today. I spent most of the morning reminding my kids (kindly, yet firmly-ha ha) that we come to school to work and learn, not to run around like wild banshees. So, by lunch I was already exhausted. But wait, today I had a working lunch to discuss assessments and interventions, blah blah blah.

Now for the good part. As the kids come in from recess the duty teacher tells me that there was problem after problem with my kids on the playground. So......we had a class meeting, to discuss our woes. Ya know, just lay it all on the table and have an open discussion (come to Jesus meeting) for everyone. So I say, "Ok guys, what was the problem at recess?"

Hands go up. Yes, Derick? (of course these are not my kids real names--but you get the picture)
Gracey stepped on my fingers.
Me-- Gracey, did you step on his fingers?
Gracey--Yes.
Me--Did you mean to?
Gracey--yes
Me--Can you tell me why you stepped on Derick's fingers?
Gracey-- Because Maria said she wasn't my friend.
HELLO....ARE YOU SERIOUS?

Next hand goes up. Paco, what happened with you?
Paco--Lizzy, Deena, and Izabella were pulling my sweatshirt and dragging me and choking me.
Me--Girls, is that true?
Girls--Yes
Me--Why did you do that?
Girls--We were just playing
Me--Well Paco, did you tell them to stop?
Paco--No.
GO FIGURE!!

And last, my favorite one. Javier, your turn.
Javier--Ethan put grass in my mouth.
Me--What??????
Javier--ya, he put grass in my mouth

Here's where I'm thinking, you opened your mouth long enough for a kid to shove grass down your throat? But I of course said nothing of the sort.....even though I wanted to!

Sure enough.....Me--Ethan, did you?
Ethan--yep
Me--Why?
Ethan--He was messin with me!
WELL, THERE YOU HAVE IT FOLKS!

A day in the life of a Kindergarten teacher!!! At least they're still young and innocent enough to tell the truth.

1 comments:

Jen said...

Oh Lord! It gets NO better by 9th grade! And it sounds even worse coming from a 15-year-old!

I do, in fact, tell them to stop acting like kindergarteners...guess I'm right after all!