1,2,3, HEY

A third grader asked me today if we could do a conga line in the hall instead of walking quietly. Sadly, I had to say no. I really wanted to say yes.

p.s. It was not me who really had to make the no decision.

Alternative energy

Today my second graders and I were discussing what to wear for our upcoming concerts. We talked about what to wear and how you should wear something like you would for picture day. No tuxedos required. A student then told me he was going to wear his tux and arrive in a limo. He also informed me that his limo was powered on burps.

Does that make me Crazy!!!!!!!!!!!

The children have been going nutters for the last two weeks. Yesterday was the best/worst. The disrespectful behavior and lack of regard for others has been mind numbing. Sometimes the lack of regard is also for one's self. I feel like I am always catching someone kicking/punching/ tattling/defacing/destroying something or someone.I have made more phone calls these past two weeks than ever before.


 I had a student come up to me crying. He had sat on his own hand and moved without moving his hand and had smooshed it so bad it hurt him.
During that same class we played a passing game. There were 5 in time out at once.

One of my students in a special education classroom refused to go to art today because she wanted to come to music instead. I was flattered but, it was a five minute showdown or refusal in the hallway.
Para: "You need to go to art." Student: "NO!!"  (this happened about 14 times)
This student's classmate also busted into my room after fleeing the art room for the same reason. we caught them mid tug on the door with their face smooshed into the glass of the door window.
By the way, the art teacher is a lovely woman and a friend of mine. She is also a wonderful teacher. There is no reason for this kids to not want to go to art other than wanting to do what I was doing.

These midwinter nutso times make teaching a trying profession.

The screaming through the halls, indoor recesses, and emotional breakdowns tax the minds of all.

Last, there is a student teacher in the building who noticed that there are always sweets in the building. Cookies, candy, chocolates...
When asking why they were always there the response was "They won't let us have anything stronger"

All-State

I just got back from my all state music teacher conference and I have to say, every year it refreshes me to be a better teacher. I am filled with new ideas and motivation to be more like some of the people I saw present. Granted, there is always a feeling of "how are they able to do all this amazing stuff and I can barely..." Still, I am filled with new things and new energy to be a better teacher. Watch out students. I have stuff to try!

I had a kid flip the word excited with erection today. I couldn't keep from laughing.

Kid: "Mrs. B. this move is so cool it makes me so erection."

I had to walk away.

True story. Girl:Mrs. B your makeup is pretty. Boy: What's wrong with your eyes? Did you get hurt?

roots

This past Sunday I went back to me and starting to sing again. Sing again you say? You sing every day as part of your job. This is true but, those songs are for children, explain music on a basic level, and are wonderful for those in developmental ages around 5-10. I love my job but, it does not do one thing for sure. Help me grow as a musician.
It is a small, semi-pro, a capella ensemble that sings on the north side and they are lovely. It was a little scary to start singing again. Kyle already sang with this group so that made it a little easier to join in.We are singing some really hard music too. I am so excited to flex my vocal chords and sing "grown up" music again. I feel a little more like me.