Wednesday, October 9, 2019

Eureka, the Trinity, and broken stopwatches

We're already almost a quarter of the way through the school year, and I just realized I haven't written any blog posts!

My current group of kids is full of life, energy, questions, and information!

One day I wrote "Eureka!" on the board in preparation for our social studies lesson. (In Greek, eureka means "I have found it.") Before we even began social studies, one boy raised his hand and asked, "Why did you write, 'I found it,' in Greek on the board?"

Typing this reminds me of questions that were asked while practicing Bible memory.
    "What are those curved lines there for?" (She meant the parentheses.)
    "Why are there three quotation marks?"
    "If Jesus died on earth, how could God be in heaven at the same time if Jesus is God?"
(This launched us into a discussion of the Trinity.... mainly, me inadequately trying to explain what I myself can't really comprehend.)

One boy proudly showed me his dead praying mantis that he found while at recess. He thought we could use it for a science experiment. I suggested he could stop waving it in my face, put it safely in a plastic bag, and take it home for his own science experiment.

Another boy was slightly appalled that I threw out a cheap stopwatch just because it wasn't working, and probably all it needed was a new battery. Since I got the stopwatch for free, I wasn't about to spend money on a battery, so I agreeably dug it out of the trashcan and gave it to him to take home. The next school day, he appeared at my desk proudly showing me a working stopwatch. He only had to fix two wires that were disconnected and buy a new battery. Since then, I've often seen him wearing it around his neck. I think he's also testing it to see how long the battery lasts. Now I see it's tucked safely in his desk.


Needless to say, my class sure is keeping me on my toes!

Saturday, May 11, 2019

My mom is as pretty as a pony...

Tomorrow is Mother's Day, and we've been preparing all week.









The students completed similes to write a simile poem about their moms. These are some of my favorites. (Despite what you may think, none of these were written with any hint of sarcasm.)

My mom is as… 
Busy as a teacher
Caring as a chicken
Nice as a party hat 
Smart as the smartest person in the world
Nice as Niagra Falls
Pretty as a pony
Smart as a cell phone
Nice as an eraser
Smart as a cashier
Helpful as a wheelchair
Smart as a man
Nice as Miss Abby (our classroom aide)
Busy as a roadside worker 
Happy Mother's Day! 


Friday, April 19, 2019

Tall tale

 A few weeks ago, we read a tall tale from our reading books. The students were then asked to write their own tall tales. This one was too good not to share with you. (I promise I did not change a thing except spelling, so you can easily read it. )

Once there was a lovely lady named Ashley. She was beautiful! She lived in Montana. But she had a huge problem. Every boy who saw her fainted because she was so pretty. And she wanted it to stop so she flew up into the sky and let herself fall to the ground. And she was very ugly but she was not hurt! She walked down the road pleased with herself. And every boy she saw said, “Ew!” Except for a boy named Oliver he was a handsome young man. And he fell in love with her because he didn’t care how she looked he cared about her heart. And they lived happily ever after! 

Monday, January 21, 2019

Have peace together

It's that time again... Martin Luther King Jr. Day, and therefore time for my students to write about their dreams after reading about and listening to King's dream. I hope you enjoy the hopeful, fresh, and innocent perspectives of my third graders as much as I do.



I would like to be an office person.  
I want to be an electrician because my dad is… I also want to ride horses. I will have to learn how to work with wires and horses.  
I have a dream of becoming an ocenogrfer. I will explore the depths. And I will discover plants and animals. Some will have never been discovered befour. I canNot wait.  
I would like to become a writer when I am sixteen. 
(A tiny piece of a long daydream revolving around horses): So I will take my horses to the beach and I will get on the horse and we will go in the shallow part of the water and ride and after that we will go home and me and the horses will drink lemonade and then we will go to the field and lay in the grass and have fun… (and she continues for two full pages.) 
I want to be a teacher because I love school. Even though I don’t like some things about school like math, science, and writing I still want to be a teacher.  
I want to be a football player. I don’t care which team I’m on I just want to be able to play football. But if posibol I want to play with the Eagles!  
I have a dream that all my sisters and brothers will get along. (She meant that quite literally.)
(In the true spirit of MLK): I would like to make this earth to have peace together.