Just a few gems from the last two days in school....
"Did you harvest any zombies?!" was my greeting from Artie, first thing Monday morning, as if I'd spent the weekend worrying about his Zombie Farm on the iPad in my classroom.
"Why not?!" he demanded affectionately.
"Sorry," I replied. "I had a few other things to do this weekend."
'What's wrong with you?!" (At least he was smiling.)
Artie: 'My friend Owen can fart 'Poker Face'."
Me: Really? How wonderful of him to share his gifts and talents.
In math class, I noticed a disturbance and approached a boy to inquire about his whispering.
"It looks like a swear word." he said respectfully.
"What looks like a swear word?" I asked, puzzled.
He held up the palm of his hand and ran his finger along the outline of his fingers to show me, stopping briefly (so as not to offend) at the middle one. Then he nodded towards the board, and darned if he wasn't right; our bar graph did look like a swear word!"
And finally....another winner from Artie, who approached me randomly in the hallway on his way to another class:
"You're going to be hearing from my neurologist!!"
Apparently, I am "literally" hurting his brain with all of the work I'm making him do.
If only I could get paid like a neurologist! :)