A walk down memory lane

Around the first week back from break a mid my sickness I some how ran out of patience with a particular student. I am typically a very flexible and tolerant person, but when push comes to shove there is no excuse big enough.

This student was out of his seat talking with two girls which of course distracted them from completing their work. I asked the student to return to his seat and of course lingering occurred.

//Here is where push comes to shove takes place\\

 Mr. A if you do not return to your seat before I count to three than you are out of here.

1-2-3

Bye Bye Mr. A

Miss I was-was just

No- go away

The student left and while he was in another classroom wrote an apology note and a step-by-step detailed account in what took place in under five minutes.

In his note he depicted that I clearly count to three way to fast to his liking.

Today in class this student decided to take a walk down memory lane as he wrote his acrostic poem

Making teachers

And Ms. Hall to be

Ready for them to

Call my mom today

Below is an ever so lovely picture of the day where I counted to three a tad bit too fast

//Cherry on top\\

it just happened to be Mr. A's birthdays on the 1-2-3 incident

{hence the birthday hat in the picture}

oops

Miss you must...

Not be sick any more because you are back to your old self.

This is exactly what one of my 8th graders said this morning. The good news is that my awful cold-sinus-allergy sickness thing is 95% gone. Last time I counted I went through 6 boxes of Kleenex {my Kleenex issue was so bad one day that I had to grab an additional box from a teacher friend} grew a new layer of skin under my nose as well as increased my ab strength with all the blowing and coughing that occurred. Semi-Bonus I now have students blaming me for them getting sick!

On a side note I have learned that I am not generous when it comes to letting students use one of my Kleenexes...especially when they give A minuscule puff in the tissue...not cool at all.

As I was trying to get oxygen through my clogged nose students were mastering the art of poetry.

Rhyme scheme

figurative language

analyzing poems

and all that jazz

They are just now beginning to write their own poems

haiku's done

acrostic and others soon to come.

Death by hugging

Open house for prospective 6th graders.

pretty exciting stuff.

lots of smiling.

ignoring the fact that once I tell parents my classroom is an ESE L.A. they quickly turn the other way and leave

//part of the job discription\\

I guess

ESE = Penguin

People being hesitant of ESE = Little girl

HIGHLIGHT OF THE NIGHT

one of my favorite 8th graders from last year came showing her cousin around the school.

I spotted her all the way down the hall way and restrained myself from darting and smothering her with a hug.

Instead I did the semi-decent thing and waited until she was half way down the hall way

//self-control\\

First project of 2012

I am not exactly sure if this consists of a project

//non the less here it is\\

My old system of holding earrings was getting a tad bit crowded and I needed a new way to organize them.

I came across this idea on IHeart Organizing where Jen framed a radiator cover to display earrings.

I decided not to frame the radiator cover and ended up hanging the cover with this little key hook from Urban Outfitters.

All in all I am pleased with how the new earring holder turned out.