The last few days around here have been cold, gray and wet which means the worst thing possible to a Pre-K student…no recess.
By now the whole class has come down with cabin fever and they argue over the smallest things with each other. Like where they’re going to stand in line while we say the Pledge of Allegiance or, as my school kids say, “Pledge-uh-fuh-leesha.”
I’ve literally had one of my students tell me, “Ms. C, He got his breath on me!”
Yes, folks. His breath. He breathed in her direction.
So, this morning, I was trying to get them all ready to recite the pledge. I was explaining what being respectful was and how we need to be serious when we say the pledge and listen to the Star Spangled Banner.
Just as everyone was quiet and we were about to begin, one of them looked up at me, smiled, extended his hand and said, “Mrs. C, pull my finger!”
Ok, I know, being the teacher, I’m not supposed to encourage him by laughing, but that was funny.
And, hey, it’s better than hearing someone tattle on another student for breathing.
I don’t think I could take too much of that.