Blackwater Writing Project

September 16, 2009

Kids Things Say . . . Maybe, Maybe Not

Don't have kids unless you count Lorelai. In that case, the only thing that I could write out would sound like this:
My mom: No, Lorelai, you can't have any peanut butter.
Lorelai: Arh ruv roo, moh mah.

Anyways, the only thing that I could write about and not get sued over is something that I overhead a little girl say to her dad in Atlanta-Hartsfield. (Forgive me, Donna. You've already heard this one.) I was headed down the concourse, and I heard her say, "You never tell the truth about anything." I couldn't help but smile as her father proceeded to try to justify not always telling the truth.

Since I am a rebel, I'll share with you a gem from my Spanish class. My professor was calling the roll.
Professor: Ricky
Student: Here
Professor: [Laughs to herself] That's funny. The next student on the roll's name is Martin.
[Half the class laughs. The other class is trying to figure out what is so funny.]
Professor: Martin [Class laughs. Professor continues calling the roll.] Ricardo. You know he just had twins. I mean he adopted them, a surrogate had them. [Class is confused because they think she is talking about the student, Ricardo.] Ricky Martin, I mean.

I love Spanish class.

Ok yea, a little late...

I don't have kids, know kids, or spend any time with kids, but I do have a story...

When I was really little, we went to a Catholic Church up in Ohio. In Mass right before Christmas, the priest asked all the little children to go to the front of the church to sing Happy Birthday to baby Jesus. My dutiful three year-old self trudged up to the front and began singing my heart out.

By the time I got to the final lines, I was really excited. "Happy birthday, dear Jesus. Happy birthday to youuuuu." Then in the ensuing silence is pipped up and said, "You look like a monkey, and smell like one toooooo."

Yup. I did that.

September 15, 2009

Leave it to me...

Ok, so I'm a day late and a dollar short.  And no one will probably even read this, but that's ok!  ; )  I can already feel that this is going to be a rambling post. But then again, to those of you who know me well, you would expect nothing else.  I thought about you guys last night - I wish that I could have been there in person.  I'm so in need of some BWP love!  I miss y'all!  Anyway, I am at home in Baxley this week... and I drove my Mom to Brunswick yesterday afternoon for her night class.  (I am SO proud of her - she's been a parapro for 23 years and is going back to school at age 57 to get her degree in early childhood.  She graduated with her Associate's in May, and now she's working toward her Bachelor's.  Sooooo proud.)  Anway, her class doesn't get out until 9, which makes for a late, late night of driving.  I drive her when I'm home so she won't have to go alone.  So, I'm in Brunswick and my first thought is Starbucks.  Pumpkin Spice Frappucino + Write Night = AWESOME!  But then I remember that I need to run by Books A Million to pick up some Star Wars novels for my cousin and American Wife for me for the new book club we're starting!  (Yay!) 


I made my way to BAM, and I decided to drag my laptop and all its paraphenalia in and sit in the cafe to post since I was already there and it was 6:05.  I finally find an empty table and I boot up.  Click on the internet.  So not free.  You have to be a Millionaire's Club member. (My card's expired... didn't want to pay $20 for a new one.)   Or you can pay $5 a day for BAM internet access.  I'm way too cheap for that.  I mean seriously, shouldn't the internet just be free?!?! : )  So, I give up.  Pack up.  Wander the aisles.  I find the books I came for... and then I found a few more: Seaside Letters (the third book in a series of Christian fiction set in Nantucket!) and Read All About It! by Laura and Jenna Bush (in the children's clearance section!  Go me!).  Then I found my way over to the "Language Arts" aisle and spent about an hour browsing writing, grammar, and punctuation books.  I settled on my final and best find - The Write Brain Workbook: 366 Exercises to Liberate Your Writing

Ok, so that's not my hand - I found the picture online.  But maybe this picture will give you an idea of what's inside the book.  It's soooo neat.  It gives you some pretty creative little prompts and then leads you into a "story" that you can write.  They often suggest a first line to start with, but I could totally see myself going off into my own direction.  I like it because it pushes me to see things in a new light and take risks when writing - especially about new things.   I can also see many of these being used in our classrooms!  Fun!  Anyway, thought I'd share it with you.
By the time I left BAM, I was $88 poorer... with a renewed Millionaire's Club card so next time I can access the internet.  : )  And by the way... I did end up at Starbucks and got that Pumpkin Spice Frapp.  (Fall... in a cup!  Yummmmm!)
So, back on topic... one of my most favorite kid sayings is not even from one of my students.  It's from one of my friend Betsy's sixth graders.  When students finished their tests, they were supposed to start working on an essay that had been previously assigned.  One student came up to Betsy to ask if she could go to the library.  Naturally, Betsy asked if she had finished her essay.  The student replied - "Mih Garbett - I done.  You see, I got my conclusion AND my inclusion!"  : ) 

September 14, 2009

Things Kids Say

Where do I begin with my children?? Abby-Kate always has something intersting to share, but something she said today has slipped my mind. Maybe it will come to me. A few days ago, she came to the table and said, "According to my research, I need a big girl laptop." I'm not sure where she got her research. Then, a few days later, after we finished her bath, she looked at me and said, "Why is your belly sticking out?" Don't kids have a way of making you feel wonderful?? Mom's can't be thin-skinned! Last night, Jeremiah rubbed his belly after eating a big meal and said, "My booty full." I'm not sure he said exactly what he mean't, but who knows?!

Okay, this was random, and I'm sorry for joining so late. I miss everyone and hope you guys had a fabulous night!

College Kids

Well, I didn't have too many good stories tonight--I'm not sure what happened. But the Georgia on My Mind smoothie was excellent!

Here's all I've got.

I walked into class today to see a student wearing a huge leg brace.

"What happened?" I asked while I dropped my books and supplies on the teacher's desk and started returning essays.

"I hurt it playing soccer," he replied, shifting in his chair.

"That's the best you've got?" I asked, frowning.

"I knew you were gonna say that!" he exclaimed and laughed. Then he proceeded to tell an elaborate tale of running from a mob enforcer, a convoluted tale that was much more interesting. Apparently, I'm known for encouraging lies or--as I prefer to call it--entertainment.

Giggles from the Middle

As an 8th grade teacher, you get a lot of those moments where you're thinking to yourself "I can't believe he just said that!!" Here are a few for your enjoyment:

"I didn't say the F word!! I just said the beginning and the end, not the middle!

"I heard Obama was going to make eating meat illegal."

"Why are you always getting on to me for my shirts when teachers are walking around with their titties hanging out?"

"But my dad said he was going to beat my ass if I did that again!" (in the middle of class no less)

"Teachers don't need to get paid more, they need to get laid more."

"You're cute, can I have your number?" (to a teacher!!!)

Upon finding a bookbag full of porn "I thought they were comics"


Ah, the joys of teaching the middle ones...

So kids say the darnedest things. I guess it depends on the age as to just how funny it really is. For a toddler learning to talk, it is easy to misunderstand or to have them say something completely out of place. Recently, I was trying to help a kindergartner say “asks.” Well we got “ask,” “axe,” “askes,” and a few other options before proudly he said “ass.” We gave up then because giggles took over.

Another student had a conversation with his mom recently. She thought it was too funny not to pass along. She was helping him with his homework, and wasn’t sure if he understood a word she had used. So she asked him if he knew what it meant, or could he figure it out. To her surprise, the answer was not yes or no. Instead, he looked at her with his head cocked and said, “Mom, do you forget who my teacher was last year? She had a dictionary in her brain.” I swear my vocabulary is not so easily accessed. LOL

Though, that reminds me of an evening during the summer. We had friends over to bbq as payment for proofing my paper. She read it and asked me about 3 words she had never heard of. Reticent was the first. Her and her husband called their friends and co-workers asking if they knew the word and if so did they use it. No one knew it. I called my mother-in-law. She didn’t know either, but an hour or so later she called to say she found it in the dictionary LOL Of course. I even called my parents in England. At least they knew it and one even uses it.

My own kids have said many things over the years; of course I cannot recall them at this time. My youngest son has always had a huge independent streak, and this often gets him in trouble. To prevent him running off one day, I held his hand, tightly. Of course he objected. To his credit, he offered a solution. He would hold his own hand. He never understood my repeated “No.”

I had at one time started writing down funny things the kids said, I think I can find them. I usually know where things are.

I have waited all day to sit and do this, and now I am here all I can think about is how soon my assignment is due LOL guess that means a late night again. Normally not an issue, but hubs is still home. Oh well, maybe one day I will quit taking classes and just relax. Then I will be bored. So I better find another solution. Could offer to keep grandkids, but they are too far away.

I am still being asked by the kids at school if I like teaching or being in the library more. I remind them I am still teaching, but they don’t see it as being the same. I do enjoy it though. I get to see a wider variety of kids, and they now have a library where talking and sharing books is fun. I just have to get them to stop putting books wherever there is a dot the same color. However, since that was the way they did it for years, it will take a while. A few have asked why it makes a difference. I show them how easy it is to locate a book when they are in order. This has helped a lot. One student was determined to put books wherever she chose. I pulled them from the shelf and made her take 4 others to file. 30 minutes later she had completed that, She comes in and looks for books now and has even shown others how to take books and put them back or in another appropriate area.

This year, I am teaching a reading class. 5th grade (9 of them). They are the top of their class and a few are gifted. Having a chance to explore new challenges and push them is fun because they want to do it. Only one of them is having a hard time, and we haven’t quite figured out how to get her working on track. It likely has to do with her family. Her siblings are frequently in trouble, so at least she is staying out of that.

Now my kids are older, the tones of their conversations have changed. The chat is so different, and at times hysterical simply because they all have a knack of using the wrong word. Sounds right, similar, but so wrong. LOL

Well as usual I have rambled and waffled. Who knows what I will write next.

Kids Say the Craziest Things...

At the beginning of each school year, I assign the students to bring an "All About Me" bag. I send home an empty brown paper bag and they are to decorate the bag and fill it with items that tell us a little bit about themselves. One little boy in my class pulled out a picture of President Obama when he was sharing his bag and said "This is my president." I, being the non-side-taking-PreK-teacher said "Yes...he is my president too. He is everybody's president." A child in my class, we'll call her Alice, said "That IS NOT my president!" I quickly replied..."If you live in the United States of America, then he is your president." Alice's quick response, rolling eyes and all..."I don't live in the United States of America...I live in Kinderlou Forest..."
This made me really think. Do 4 year olds really already notice status? Or did this child honestly think she didn't live in the United States of America? Hmm...

Another funny...my parapro just got a new puppy this weekend. She was talking to several of the kids on the playground about the puppy. They asked her if she could bring the puppy to school. She said to one child "If I bring him, are you going to clean up after him if he potties?" to which the student replied "What? Wipe his penis?" I nearly DIED! Interesting enough, his father in a surgeon, so I'm sure he is taught to use all the scientific terms insted of the "cutesy" ones that we make up...

Which brings me to my next story. When I was in high school, a teacher that I had told us that her daughter called her "area" her "butterbean." Now everytime I eat butterbeans (THE VEGGIE..) this is what I think of.

Just last Friday, we had show and tell in my class. A sweet, absolutely gorgeous little girl came walking in with a very life like stuffed animal cat in her arms. I told her that I would store the cat on top of the cubbies until show and tell. This child has a speech problem... When it was her turn to share, she just came and looked at me and smiled..."Will you give me my titty?" I can't even begin to imagine how my face looked. "Excuse me?" "My titty...I need my titty. Miss Goble didn't you tell us that you have a titty?" I couldn't help but respond. "Yes. I have two." (In case you didn't get it...titty=kitty. And I really only own ONE feline...)

If you don't know, I teach PreK, so I could type on and on about this subject. The other PreK teacher and I have been trying an interesting technique this year. We have been asking the students for suggestions on how to handle behavior problems. We are not allowed to do "Time-Out" in PreK because it is not "developmentally appropriate" (BULL CRAP...) so nothing can hurt. One little boy in the other class kept kicking students. We asked one little boy that happened to be standing around what we should do about the situation. His honest reply..."I'm 'gon take his shoes off, and throw 'em in the trash can. Then he can't kick no 'mo." Maybe we should just let the kids handle the behavior issues....

Kids Say the Craziest Things...

Since this is my first year teaching second grade, I've heard some pretty funny things. The only thing is...I'm so tired that I forget most of them by the end of the day. I've promised myself that I would start writing down the things they say. But that tired thing comes back into play and I never do it.

I have the cutest little boy in my class. He always makes me laugh. The first week of school I explained to the class that we would begin using our books the following week. He asked sincerely, "So, does that mean we'll be out of second grade on Monday." Poor thing, he still had 179 days of second grade left to go. I broke it to him gently.

He's an active little fellow. So, I decided to threaten him with, "You're going to get in trouble." He responded by asking, "By who?" Well not to be outdone, I said, "By the principal, your daddy and me." He said, "Oh...well, I'm scared of my daddy and the principal." Let's just say that he got the last word on that one.

I have other darlings that believe my teaching degree includes the ability to diagnose health problems. One student told me that she had a pain that started in her head in the morning, moved down to her elbow by mid-morning and into her stomach later. Thanksfully it went away for P.E. and recess because my diagnosis included a priest and holy water!

Around the third week of school I got a letter from a parent saying that her child told her we would not be having a spelling test that week. Hmmm? I didn't tell them that they weren't having a spelling test. So, I asked the student why he told his mother we weren't having a test. He chimed three times in a row, "I didn't know! I didn't know! I didn't know!"

But, the doozy of my year so far has been a sweet, imaginative little girl who informed me that she could not sit down in her seat. Sometimes a teacher just shouldn't ask why, but I did. She said because her bottom hurts too bad after she's gone to the bathroom and done number two. Never, ever ask why!

After that I've tried to steer clear of anything that could cause me to blush or get sick to my stomach. The kids start arriving at 7:40, so they usually begin by telling me about their sickness. I listen attentively, without asking any questions. You live and learn. Whenever someone tells me that they can't do something, I ask myself, "Do you really want to know why?" And I must ask why, I brace myself for any possible response.

Lines from Anna

So, Anna is coming into her own little personality. Here are some of her quotes from the past few weeks.

1. "Mama, my pants dry!" (As she holds a dry pull-up in her hand and stands next to a big wet spot in her crib.)

2. "Dora, sit down! Eat supper! I spank you!" (Must have got this from someone else-not me!)

3. "I wike chicken...I wike chips...I no wike yoyur!" (yogurt)

4. "I wan baby sister! I wan baby brover!" (Tough stuff sugar puff!)

5. "Hush baby-go to sleep!" (Talking to her animals in her crib.)

6. "My Dora...Mama no take her" (After I threatened to take Dora if she stripped her pants off in bed again.)

7. And my favorite "I wub wu too Mama"

Yes, you have been subjected to a list of random things said by an almost-two-year-old. But, I think they're cute, so you get to be her extended audience. Other cute kid things from the past few weeks:

8. Dawson while swimming with their neighbor's daughter:
"Where's your weiner?" Shocked, she replied, "I don't have one!"
Dawson's response, "Well how do you pee?!"

9. Karli saying her prayers "...and thank you for my flip-flops"

10. Caroline in church "Amen, let's go home!" (at the end of the opening prayer)

11. Grant in Bible class, "Ms. Lindsi, exactly why do I need to know who the apostles are?"

Somehow great kid stories seem to happen at church. Maybe because adults are often so busy being serious that we forget that kids may not understand what's happening. Or maybe they've got a better idea about what's going on than we do. Either way, they say (and do) some crazy stuff. Sunday we gave Anna a dollar to put in the collection plate. She tried to keep her dollar and put in her empty fruit snack wrapper instead. When I tried to explain that we were giving money to God, she replied, "But God hungy Mama!"

Write Night: Kids say the craziest things . . .

Hi folks,

Jennifer and Kristin sent me the topic for tonight's Write Night: Kids say the craziest things . . .

We have all probably had the moments already, either in our classrooms, our homes, or other places where we gather. Let's share those moments so that we all can enjoy them.

You can list the sayings or tell a story that reveals one of the sayings or write a poem--whatever works for you.

If you want to write in a notebook, that's fine too, but please post a line or two to the blog so that we'll know you're here.

Thanks. See you tonight in person or on the blog.

Donna