Sunday, August 07, 2011

Snacktime, Part I

Definition: the moment in a primary class when you hand out the Smarties and there is 15 seconds of silence.

I have been blessed to be able to teach the primary 4 year old class for nearly two years now. There isn't a Sunday that goes by that one of my brilliant little kids doesn't say something pithy, sweet, or adorably ridiculous. Since not everyone is lucky enough to be a primary teacher, I thought I might share. :)

Me: Why are you so sad?
Sandra: I don't know who I'm going to marry.
Me: Don't worry, you've got a few more years to work on that one.
Sandra: I asked Brandon to marry me, and he said no.
*pause*
Me: Maybe he'll change his mind when he grows up.
Sandra continues to look utterly devastated, towards another boy, and I wonder -
Me: How many boys have you asked to marry you?
Sandra: Just two. But Harper said he was going to marry somebody else, too.
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While I was taking a couple little girls to the bathroom, another woman came in. Seeing me, she said, "I heard it's your birthday this month. Happy birthday!"
I thanked her and tried to usher the little girls towards the door. One of them glanced up at me and asked,"Teacher, how old are you going to be?"

"Twenty-four."

The little girl's jaw droped and she gaped at the other girl next to her, before looking up at me with wide eyes. "Twenty-four!? My mom's only twenty-one!"

I'm fairly certain her mother is older than me. :)
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My co-teacher was telling trying to explain to the children that it would be dark inside a Jaredite Barge without any windows. One little boy was not worried about that, though. "No, they can just turn the TV on!"

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