Many of you who have been following the status updates of my class (my stars) have found a few of them quite amusing. I usually post them because I need a release or most often something to make me laugh.
Well, I have decided to take the advice of a high school chum (Thanks Beth!) and blog about my very cute and interesting class. So here it goes, the 1st installment of the Daley Laugh-Tales of an Elementary School Teacher. Hope you enjoy.
Soooo...I have a new story about the "new kid" in my class. Let me begin by saying that he is definitely no longer the new kid. Two kids transferred in after him and he's been in my class since January. However, he will always be the new kid to me since everyday is a brand new experience with him. Today, "the new kid" decided to give me a second introduction to his alter ego, Peter Parker. I met Peter (for the second time) as he was attempting to scale the walls in the hallway. I believe that's how we met the first time. I'm waiting to see if he will drop from the ceiling on his web.
Well, I have decided to take the advice of a high school chum (Thanks Beth!) and blog about my very cute and interesting class. So here it goes, the 1st installment of the Daley Laugh-Tales of an Elementary School Teacher. Hope you enjoy.
Soooo...I have a new story about the "new kid" in my class. Let me begin by saying that he is definitely no longer the new kid. Two kids transferred in after him and he's been in my class since January. However, he will always be the new kid to me since everyday is a brand new experience with him. Today, "the new kid" decided to give me a second introduction to his alter ego, Peter Parker. I met Peter (for the second time) as he was attempting to scale the walls in the hallway. I believe that's how we met the first time. I'm waiting to see if he will drop from the ceiling on his web.
As if that wasn't enough for me today, "the new kid" decided to have lunch early when he started eating his pencil grip. I mean tearing it up like BBQ ribs! I asked him if he was hungry. He said no. I asked why he was eating the pencil grip. He told me he wasn't. He was biting it. At that moment I wanted to wrestle him to the ground. I mean wrestle like Hulk Hogan in WWE! REALLY?!?!?! "I wasn't eating it, I was biting it." That was a wooossssaaaaa moment. Thank God, it was time for lunch. He would have left the room in a disheveled mess and I would have handcuffed and fingerprinted myself. The authorities would not have had much to do. I would have also had the police report typed up and ready for filing. I swear this kid comes to school with a list of ways to drive me up the freaking wall (like Spiderman). At least I'm on break for a week. That's something to look forward to.
Hope you all enjoyed my "new kid" story. More stories to come the week of April 12.
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