The Eyes Have It
We stood at assembly, waiting for the pledge to begin. Somebody mentioned the Sunday time change. The class discussed the repercussions of losing an hours sleep. I said, “You’ll have a cranky teacher Monday morning.”
Joe smirked at me and rolled his eyes.
“Excuse me,” I said, feigning shock. “Are you implying that I am always cranky?”
He crossed his arms, turned slightly away, looked at his buddy, and started to whistle.
“Now I think I am cranky, ” I said. “Remind me to beat you when we get it into classroom.”
“Yes, Miss,” he said. Then he rolled his eyes again.
Jose, who is the board eraser this month, couldn’t seem to get the white board clean. There is too much residue on it. I saw him struggling and said, “Jose, wash the white board.”
Jake joined him. They both rubbed at it with towels.
I repeated, “Jose, wash the white board.”
“I’m scrubbing it, Miss!”
“Yes, and it’s not coming clean. Wash the white board.”
“I am!” He responded, clearly frustrated.
“Jose,” I said with exaggerated patience, “Wash means, use water.”
Two horrified boys swung to look at me and wailed, “Water!”
Problem Math Problem
The lesson directions called for the kids to use calculators to do a dozen or so math problems. Over half of the class, one at a time, waved a hand in the air for help with problem #4. The easiest one of the lot.
5 1/2 x 60 = _____
Their query, every one of them? “Where do I find 1/2 on the calculator?”
My response? “I don’t know, Hon. Why don’t you just try .5?”
Each kid in turn looked startled and exclaimed, “Oh, yeah,” sheepishly.
Dave and I shared the same exchange, but his reaction was somewhat different. He stared at me dead pan for a moment and then said, “Excuse me, I have to get my brain from the freezer.”