Mrs. Smythe, I found somesing on da floor. I sink it’s a raisin!”
“Throw it away, Sasha.”
“Wait, it's NOT a raisin. It’s a cockaroach!.”
“Throw it away, please Sasha.”
“It’s ok. It was NOT a cockaroach. It was a Taco Bell.”
I remember when I used to talk to fifth graders about Stonewall Jackson, Fort Sumter, The Revolutionary War, plate tectonics, prepositions, adjectives, onomatopoeia, similies, metaphors and fractions.
Today, I spent ten minutes trying to determine exactly what Sasha had found on the carpet.
this is me...everyday. Especially when the kids relate a lesson to something that happened to Ironman, or the Transformers or Power Rangers and everyone in the room has an aha moment. And I wonder, why am I here?
ReplyDeletewell if you had tasted it like she did you would know...its a taco bell...
ReplyDeletei was really hoping it was a little hershey kiss.
ReplyDeleteWhat Brian said made me gag a little... but I have a feeling it is 100% true. Blech!
ReplyDeleteI would say good luck on your search for what it was... but I'm hoping it just ended up in the trash where it belonged... yes, there IS a reason I teach 3rd grade and NOT kindergarten! :)
Perhaps Taco Bell is the family code at her house for Cockroach ?
ReplyDeleteOh those days of similar conversations as Mom, not Teacher! I relate now as a grandmother,daily inspired by my visit here.
ReplyDeleteSounds like it was way past the "3 second" rule anyway.
Love it and miss it... luckily I can live vicariously through your posts! :) Congratulations on making the Top 100 MomBlog List!!
ReplyDeleteI love interesting things like this however most can't be solved. You should have tasted it then you would know. Mystery solved.
ReplyDeleteI cannot stop READING!! LOL
ReplyDeleteOr laughing...
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