I love to read. As a reading teacher, that is IMPERATIVE. If you want your kids to love reading, you need to love reading. I am a STRONG believer in this. I’ve been told that preachers need to be able to preach, pray, or die at a moment’s notice. Well, elementary teachers need to be able to recommend a just right book for every reader, tell when a kid is fibbing about reading a book (and know what to do about it), or retire.
Well, I teach writing as well. I think writing is okay. This is a problem. I want my kids to love to write, so I need to love to write. I do love it sometimes. When the mood strikes. Which isn’t all that often as the inconsistent posts on this blog prove.
So, I’m writing this evening.
I had the pleasure of taking my fifth grade kiddos to a second grade classroom to work with our buddy class on a “creativity project” today. Anytime you mix 11 year olds with 8 year olds, you are going to have a few stories to tell. Here’s my favorite from today.
5th Grader: Hey, do you have a white crayon I can use?
2nd Grader #1: I might have a white crayon or a white marker. I’ll look.
(Me: [THINKING] White MARKER?)
2nd Grader #1: Nope. Don’t have one. I think [2nd grader #2] took it.
2nd Grader #2: Hmm… What did it look like?
2nd Grader #1: It was white
(Me: [THINKING] No kidding? [TRYING to hold in giggle])
2nd Grader #2: Like this? [pulls out stereotypical white Crayola crayon]
2nd Grader #1: Yes! That’s it.
Me: GOL! (GIGGLE out loud)
If you are an elementary school teacher, YOU get this. If not, be jealous. We get these moments EVERY day. Pure joy.
So love my job!
God bless elementary kiddos!
-Mrs. T.G. 🙂