Ethan with Brownie Bear, the pass along germ friend from kindergartenTwo weeks until Thanksgiving and I haven't even peeked in our Thankful Jar to see what everyone's written. Probably because I've had to help them spell half of the words, so it's not like there'll be a lot of surprises....
But there is one word that I've added to the jar that I haven't in years past. And that's the word 'teachers.' Ethan came home from kindergarten today and in the midst of his after-school chatter it came out that he had to put his head on his desk. Apparently he was running around with his jacket on his head and that wasn't appropriate. It also came out that he and the person he sits next to had to be separated due to some excessive talking and less excessive working. Bless his patient teacher.
But there is one word that I've added to the jar that I haven't in years past. And that's the word 'teachers.' Ethan came home from kindergarten today and in the midst of his after-school chatter it came out that he had to put his head on his desk. Apparently he was running around with his jacket on his head and that wasn't appropriate. It also came out that he and the person he sits next to had to be separated due to some excessive talking and less excessive working. Bless his patient teacher.
Ike has a great teacher that plays football with them at recess and brings tarantulas to class. What more could a boy ask for?
Mitch loves his teacher because she's not as strict as all the substitutes he's had. Too bad for him she's having a baby soon and the strict subs will be permanent.
The church teachers are also to be commended (haha I just about typed the word condemned instead! Maybe they feel that way?!) Afternoon church is asking a lot out of my antsy kids and no matter how much I try to bribe them every week to behave, it ain't really translating into sitting still and listening for three hours.
Mitch loves his teacher because she's not as strict as all the substitutes he's had. Too bad for him she's having a baby soon and the strict subs will be permanent.
The church teachers are also to be commended (haha I just about typed the word condemned instead! Maybe they feel that way?!) Afternoon church is asking a lot out of my antsy kids and no matter how much I try to bribe them every week to behave, it ain't really translating into sitting still and listening for three hours.
We've had our duds (for some strange reason Ike couldn't handle his second grade teacher who had been a Young Ambassador at BYU. That alone qualified her as an excellent human being in my book, but what do I know?) but for the most part I am thankful for all those who try to patiently and lovingly teach my kids. Even when they run around with jackets on their heads.
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I have discovered that many teachers are fantastic people, but everyone is different. Some excellent teachers do not mesh with some kids. E's teacher last year is an excellent person and teacher, but did not get E and all of her quirkiness.
can I just agree with Ike on the whole YaYa thing and not be lynched... most of them bugged me at BYU :)
oh groan... I'm on my "other" account... I'm guessing that you can figure out who this is without too much brain power (since this account actually uses my NAME)
I had some heads on tables this week too! None because of jackets on their heads however!
Fun to read that teachers are appreciated...I know I'm grateful for the ones that my children enjoy! Garrett has a "Mary Poppins" teacher this year - what a blessing!
hmmm, still deciding how thankful I am for Addie's teacher. but her dance teachers are pretty great!!
Funny Ethan! How did I miss this post and be so late?
I just remember that my first grade teacher was scary. All the teachers we've had have been great, but MY teacher put fear in me that scarred me forever. Heads on desk after school- even for bus students! Gave my 6 year old self ulcers. They'd never do that these days.
The title of this post made me laugh! I agree, one can have an excellent teacher who just doesn't mesh well with a particular child. Also, having been raised by a teacher and being married to one, I know perfectly well that they aren't gods. I think when we are young, we are taught so often to respect authority that we can forget that teachers (and doctors, too, heaven help us!) are people like everyone else with their own personalities, short-comings and baggage. Having said that, being a teacher is a HARD job--my husband comes home utterly exhausted every day.
I am all sorts of against the nasty germ animal. Why do kids feel like they need to love something like that...and bring it home...etc.
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