Going potty

Right before class started a boy got my attention from where he stood near the door. "Profe, I'm here but I'm going to be late." He turned his hips a quarter turn, pointed at his butt repeatedly, and mouthed the words, "I have to poop".

Two minutes later he came back to get some reading material.

accomplishments

The resources (special ed) teacher at my school sent this to me. It just about made me cry. It's about a boy I teach who has really come a long way over the school year.

"His folder is falling apart so I offered him a new one. He refused and said he would fix the one he has becuase he has all of his "accomplishments" in it. In other words, all of his stickers from Spanish that he worked hard for. He's really proud of them."

Peanut Butter Sandwiches

I was eating a peanut butter sandwish and a banana (I have one every day) when a student engaged me in conversation...

Boy: Why don't you put the banana right on the sandwich? They're better that way.
Me: I know, that's the best. But, if I cut the banana when I pack my lunch then it'll be all brown and make the bread soggy.
Boy: I don't care about soggy. Gotta have the banana.
Me: Yeah, when I'm at home I make it my favorite way but I have to settle when I pack one for a snack.
Boy: If you could make it any way you wanted, what would you do?
Me: I'd toast the bread, put crunchy peanut butter on it, and slice some banana on top.
Boy: That sounds good. I haven't tried it with toast. Do you have to have toast?
Me: Oh yeah, it's great with the bread toasted.
Boy: Always wheat bread?
Me: Yep. What about you?
Boy: I don't care about that.
Me: What's your favorite way to eat a pb sandwich?
Boy: With banana. Or with honey. Man! That's good! And, a glass of milk.
Me: Oh yeah - you gotta have the milk!


3 days later

I'm eating a peanut butter sandwich when the same boy comes into class....

Boy: That'd be better with milk instead of water.
Me: Yeah, that's the best but then I'd have to go get the milk out of the refridgerator and it's just too much of a hassle.
Boy: It's the best with banana and a glass of milk.

Picking your nose

I'm sure the conversation had started long before I tuned into it...

Girl: GROSS!
Boy: Come on! You know you pick your nose. Triple M, do you pick your nose?
Me: Everybody does. My sister calls it "nose maintenance".
Girl: Maybe with kleenex but never with just my finger!
Boy: But, the kleenex just breaks anyway. You're still picking your nose.
Girl: No it's not! When you use kleenex it's not picking.
Boy: Yes it is. You pick your nose. Everyone does. That's why I keep my pinky fingernail long. It's not for coke. It's for picking my nose.