Wednesday, September 15, 2010

"Blaire teacher! You are not Korean."

One of my kids said this to me during class today, as if she noticed it for the very first time. We were in the middle of a spelling exercise when she stopped, put down her pencil, and looked up from her page to notify me that: I am in fact, not Korean.

I just started laughing and agreed with her.

It was so great - one of those pure 'kid moments' when they suddenly realize something, and that tiny lightbulb goes on in their head like: Aha!

Generally speaking, my kids are hilarious. Every night I come home with a million funny stories - just the other day one of the teachers walked in on a class full of kids playing 'bum drums' on Henry's bare bottom (she told him to pull up his pants and tried to convince herself that didn't just happen). No doubt, the Centum School is a really entertaining place to work.

Don't get me wrong, these kids also suck the life force right out of you, through your eyes. Teaching elementary all day long is exhausting, but it's those funny little 'you-had-to-be-there' moments that keep you smiling.

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