Thursday, March 29, 2007

The Comic Book

Today a 3rd grade girl came up to me and gave me a comic book that she had written about me. I wish I could show you the illustrations--they are CLASSIC!

and the anarchy students

written and illustrated by Jordan Shaw

One day Mr. Drama was driving his car and BAM! He'd crashed into two trucks carrying salad with dressing and a doughnut truck with icing creating a radioactive chemical that gave Mr. Drama super powers. He was so sorry instead of calling 911 he flew the two men to the hospital and paid the bill. He believed in Democracy and Conformity. He worked at a school named Askew Elementary, he was of course the Drama teacher.

The next day he found some students trashing the school cafeteria! He zapped them into perpetual detention and talked to them about levels A, B, C and D...that showed them!

The students soon became Mr. Drama's friends, many did. Soon there were only two students to work on. Shadow and Irsala. The students were very devious. They loved to bully others. They once gave a swirly to a first grader!

That's there Mr. Drama came flying in. Mr. Drama! That's right! Now stop and serve the price! NO! And they took off! Freeze ray Mr. Drama said. Irsala and Shadow remaned freeze to this very day.


Wednesday, March 28, 2007

Oh, Brother

Be nice to your younger brother. My older brother was a real jerk. He would hold me down with his knees on my elbows and drool spit down to my face. He would trip me, scare me, tease me, make me cry, beat me in every game, never let me win, make fun of me to his friends, tell on me, blame me, make me so mad that i would throw things at him. He made me so mad one time that I threw a potato at him and broke the microwave. One time I threw a rock at him and busted his head open.

Nevertheless, he was my hero and I would follow him around like a puppy. He could do no wrong in my eyes.

Now, I find out that he is the "anonymous" person who has been getting on my nerves for the past year here on this very blog. I am so mad!

At least I now know that my big brother cares enough to read what is happening in my life. Thanks Bro!

By the way, I used to "boo" you at your football games! So there! Take that!

Monday, March 26, 2007

Khalil Moved

The cycle continues. I don't know where he moved yet. I didn't even get to say goodbye--which is usually the case. I hate that about my job. Some of the kids will track me down and say goodbye when they are about to move--at which point I will pull a quarter out of their ear or give them a sticker or something and give them the ole, " be good and remember what I taught you..." speach.

Many of the kids don't even know they are moving. It just happens.

Thursday, March 22, 2007

The Useful Things Kids Can Do

The Music teacher told me this story today. She was passing around some of the instruments to the kindergarteners and she decided not to pass around one of them for fear of it getting broken. Isaac said, "I know why. It's like when you go to the fridge to get your dad a beer and you drop it and he gives you a whoopin." Several of the kids nodded in agreement. Just out of curiosity, The Music teacher asked, "How many of you get beer out of the fridge for your dad?" About half of the class raised their hand. She told them to tell their dad to get his own from now on. One of the kids shouted out, "My dad lets me get his wine for him!"

Tuesday, March 20, 2007

By Celine

There was ones a little gril who was scred on her frist day of School the frist class she went to was Drama the teacher who tote the class was very NICE to her and hername was Celine and the teachers name was Mr. Bowers but she called him Mr. Big dog.

By Celine

Baste on truestory
in Kindergarten

(Celine is a third grader--she gave me this note today in the cafeteria.)

Monday, March 19, 2007

Don't Be Sad--Yet!

We were racing to see which first grader could read their high-frequency words the fastest. These are words that they have to know in order to get to the second grade. The test is about a month away. Victoria was sad because she didn't know hardly any of the words. Here's what I told her:

"Hey, Victoria, come on, don't be sad! You're only in first grade. You aren't supposed to know all of these words yet. Now, in a month when you take the test, if you don't know the words, and you don't make it to the second grade--THEN you can be sad, but don't be sad until then, it'll only make the words harder to learn. If any of you other kids care about Victoria, you should help her learn these words so she will still be in your class next year."

She calmed down and actually did better the second time she tried the words. I think she was just so nervous that she couldn't focus. Some of the other kids in the class who were doing well with the words started helping her practice them right away. I love it when kids help each other.

Friday, March 09, 2007

When Khalil's Class Jumped

I forgot to tell this one from the Jump Rope for Heart Day. When Khalil's class came to jump, he was at his worst. He kept running into the bushes to try and hide so he wouldn't have to take his turn. As you can guess, this caused major problems because when you have a class of 5 year olds, you need to be watching all of them--not just focusing on one kid. Finally I was able to get all of the kids rounded up and sitting down so I could go get Khalil and make him stay with the class.

He was mad about something that happened before he got to my station. I figured out what it was.

KHALIL: I'm moving!
MR. BOWERS: Well Khalil, wherever you move, they won't allow this sort of behavior.
KHALIL: Yes they will!
MY. BOWERS: Didn't your brother get suspended at his school? See, they don't allow disrespectful behavior at any school.
KHALIL: I'm moving to high school!
MR. BOWERS: And what are you going to do there?
KHALIL: I'm moving to high school where they go let me have my snack!

At this point I had to get back to the rest of the class because they were fighting over who gets to jump first--which leads me to another trick I have:

When I see kids fighting at the front of the line, I ask everyone in the line to turn around and I make the end of the line the front. Then I applaud the kids who were fighting, "You kids in the back are unique. Most kids fight to be in the front of the line. I admire you. You are so considerate that you really want to be at the back of the line. Good job!"

Jump Rope Skillzzzz

I was amazed with myself! We had our Jump Rope for Heart day at our school. I was in charge of "Alphabet Soup" which is where the kids jump rope to the alphabet and see how far they can go before messing up. Then we do it while saying each letter twice. Finally, we do it while saying each letter three times. I was able to do all of them--at top speed! The kids were all blown away with my skill. I am kinda heavy (kinda) but when i was a kid I was an awesome jump roper. I was surprised that I could still do some of the same tricks as when I was a kid.

Today I can hardly move I am so sore.