Wind does strange things to children. It makes them absolutely crazy. I have long felt that we in the hotter climates have been slighted because we don't get those snow days that some people get. I mean, why no heat days? What's not fun? are classrooms full of hot, sweaty, whiny people. But enough about the teachers. The students are a mess here until Halloween, when we can no longer smell burning flesh on the playground slide and the students don't need to drink their body weight in water daily. After today with gale-force winds, I'm also in favor of "wind days". During our math class after lunch, we had what I like to call a C.B.P.-- Contagious Bathroom Party. It turns out, they were taking turns seeing if anyone would blow away in the wind. Luckily, no one did.
In other news, one little girl is suffering from "pimples" on her feet. ..she got new shoes this weekend. And upon trying (for the four-hundreth time) to manage some semblance of a line with little success, one of my students asked me if I was at my "twits end".
Wind = 1, Teacher = 0.
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