Most of our pre-K kids are language deficient. Our job is to get them to speak properly. Today I was gifted with three full sentences from three different kids. I should be celebrating, but ….
I held up a green crayon this morning and asked Polk, “What color is this?” He responded. “Id isn’d red.” In fact, he gave that answer for every crayon except the red one. When I showed him the red one he said, “I no know.”
I asked a very wiggly Chaz, “Do you have to go to the bathroom?” He said, “Hep me, pwease.” So we walked to the rest room and when we got there Chaz went straight to the sink to wash his hands. I said, “Wait, shi-shi* first.” Chaz grinned up at me and said, “Aw done.” I went to get a dry pull up.
Cass came into the classroom this morning and I said, “Good morning, Cass. How are you?” Cass replied, “Otay, I guess, bu’tiz damn hot in here.”
*Pronounced shee-shee. The Hawaiian equivalent to peepee.