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If you need to laugh (albeit a little at my expense) today:
Four years ago, I was working with two kindergarten students. I had them do a scavenger hunt for things on the playground that started with each letter.
Four years ago, I was working with two kindergarten students. I had them do a scavenger hunt for things on the playground that started with each letter.
When I asked for "something that starts with D," one of them looked me full in the face, paused, and smirked.
The principal was walking by. I didn't know what he was about to say, but I knew I couldn't stop it. I knew I'd wish I could stop it. He inhaled.
The principal was walking by. I didn't know what he was about to say, but I knew I couldn't stop it. I knew I'd wish I could stop it. He inhaled.
Then, he shouted, pointing downward with both hands emphatically and triumphantly, "DEEZ NUTS!"
I swear it echoed over the hills. Some caretakers were already parked for pickup.
The other kindergartener dabbed.
I swear it echoed over the hills. Some caretakers were already parked for pickup.
The other kindergartener dabbed.
The principal did not smile. My job flashed before my eyes.
But on some level, I was proud that he had remembered what a "D" sounds like. He had struggled to remember before. So I called it a victory—if not for my job security—for his reading. Fin.
But on some level, I was proud that he had remembered what a "D" sounds like. He had struggled to remember before. So I called it a victory—if not for my job security—for his reading. Fin.
