On Friday I had a student that was not writing during Writing Workshop. I had him sit out recess and write. I was impressed with the final product...maybe I should sit kids out more often. lol. This is what he wrote...keep in mind he is in 3rd grade!
Today I am Sitting Out at Recess
It isn't any fun
I feel like a bum
The other kids are playing
While I'm stuck here writing
I'm not having any fun
I'm just sitting in the sun
I'd rather be in the lion's den
getting chewed until I'm thin
I'd rather get swallowed whole by a bear
of even have blonde hair
I'd rather fall from Mount Everest
or get baked in a volcano
All I know is I don't like sitting out
It makes me want to shout
Next time when Ms. Scott tells us to write
I will do it with all my might
Showing posts with label from the mouths of babes. Show all posts
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Monday, February 11, 2008
Tuesday, February 5, 2008
"I'm wasn't fat! "
Today in class we were working on creating timelines of the students' lives. I was working with one of my precious angels trying to help him draw himself when he was born...otherwise known as a baby. I was helping and all of a sudden he is crying and yelling "NO!!" I don't know why he is crying so in my most sympathetic voice I could find I ask him what is the matter. He says, "You made me fat, I wasn't fat when I was a baby!" And he was dead serious!
I tried so hard not to laugh, but looking at my drawing of a baby in a blanket I had to because it was pretty pathetic and I guess he was right, the baby was on the hefty side. Of course me laughing opened up another can of worms because he thought I was laughing at him. I had to explain to him I was laughing at my drawing and how bad it was.
I am considering writing a book of what comes out of the mouths of my babes.
I tried so hard not to laugh, but looking at my drawing of a baby in a blanket I had to because it was pretty pathetic and I guess he was right, the baby was on the hefty side. Of course me laughing opened up another can of worms because he thought I was laughing at him. I had to explain to him I was laughing at my drawing and how bad it was.
I am considering writing a book of what comes out of the mouths of my babes.
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