Middle School Cheerleaders...Need I Say More?

Cheerleader playing with my iPhone:  "Does this have one of those pen things that touches the screen?
Me:  "A stylus?"
Cheerleader:  "No, one of those pens!"
Me:  "That's called a stylus."
Cheerleader:  "No Miss Wynn, I'm not talking about the person who does your hair!"

One of These is Not Like the Other

Short laugh for you Math people out there!  We are working on recognizing 3D shapes in my Honors class this week.  While "discovering" the names together, we came across a figure that had rectangles as bases.  Keep in mind that we had been using words like "pentagonal," "hexagonal," and "octogonal."  My students correctly decided that it was a prism.  Feeling VERY sure of himself, one of my students yelled out "RECTAGONAL!"  I am so glad I have a classroom where we can laugh with each other and continue learning!

A Day In The Life

My day started at 5:30 am.  Upon arriving at our workshop, I somehow managed to get separated from my group.  I went in to the auditorium, got my laptop out, turned it on, got my notebook ready, and sat down, eager to learn!  Little did I know.  A principal from our school district walked up to me and said "What are you doing?"  By the grin on her face, I realized I was in the wrong place.  This was followed by a conversation with our assistant principal.  The kids at the middle school have discovered how to make flying objects out of paper and paper clips.  These lovely contraptions are called "hornets."  I had an entire conversation with the teachers at my table about the "wasps" our students make before my friend decided to remind me that I used the wrong flying, stinging insect name.  Thankfully, my issues didn't follow me to the gym this evening...as I remembered to spray down the correct treadmill after running.  I'm ready for bed! 

You Never Know

Something that will never cease to amaze me are the unique connections that happen between me with my students.  This has been a hard month, personally, and my classes have been so compassionate and just plain sweet.  One particular young man made an enormous impression.  During morning duty, I thought I was doing a great job of hiding my sorrow over the loss of a close friend.  A student appeared at my side, not announcing himself or making a joke as per usual.  He looked at me and said, "Miss Wynn, are you okay?"  Later on when I had him in class, he waited until all of the students had left, came up to me, gave me a huge hug and said, "I understand.  My grandpa died last month."  We had a good cry together and I know that that was definitely a God-appointed moment.  I would not have made it through the day without him.