Kiddos

Some days I really really love my job... other days I never want to go back. It funny though, how much kids can teach you if you let them. Thats probably what I love most about my job. A few random kiddo stories from lately...

• I can't remember what we were talking about now but for some reason I told them they were too young to have boyfriends and girlfriends and then someone piped up and said well HE has one! and the student that was pointed out said NO!!! It's just a pretend one!!! haha it was pretty hard not to laugh about that one
• One of my sweetest most innocent girls came up to me yesterday with something in her hands. When I looked I was shocked to see it was the LEG to her desk! She looked terrified and said Miss H? This fell off... I asked her how it happened thinking some kid sat on her desk or something and she said nothing... i was just doing my work when it fell and hit my leg. By that time the other students has seen the look of shock on my face and were all laughing and freaking out as much as I was. So incredibly random... it literally just FELL off...
• I had a very bitter sweet experience a while ago. One of my boys was suddenly crying. I asked him to come over and talk to me and tell me what was going on. He told me he missed his dad. When I asked him where he was now he said in Heaven... he killed himself when i was a baby. (my heart sank) but i had a very tender opportunity to cheer him up. (I could kind of relate) I asked him  what he thought his dad was doing now. And he said well he is in Heaven... and i said yeah! he is! and do you think he is happy in Heaven? as the boy thought about it he said yeah... i bet he is! and Then I said you know, i bet he is SO happy there! And he is always watching down on you and is so proud of what you are doing! Whenever you get said i want you to think about how happy he is now! ( almost exactly what I do when I get sad about my dad--although mine is probably a little more in depth because I don't think this kid is LDS.) But the more i talked to him about it, the smile on his face got bigger and i could tell that even though he missed his dad, he could be ok. I have to admit i had a REALLY hard time not crying my eyes out... 
• I cant remember if i have said this story here or not so i will say it again. I had one student ask me as we were lining up for lunch "So, what do you do for a living?" I am sure i looked utterly confused when i said "um.... I'm a teacher..."  light bulb for the student--"Oh.........." with a look like yeah... i guess that does make sense.....
• Not too long after that a student asked why i was mean... or something like that... and I said "because this is my job".and one boy yells out "OH!!!! Is that why you wear clothes like that all the time?" Kind of offended i said "clothes like what?" he said "clothes like..... that...." and pointed to what i was wearing that day. Still confused I said "Huh??? Do I wear weird clothes or something?" He just stared at me like I was supposed to know what he meant, so I dropped it. 
• It's like they don't realize that teaching is my job....

Any way... thats all I can think of for now...Teaching: what an emotional roller coaster!