I know. I haven't posted in a really long time. You'll have to forgive me, though - summer school is taking up a lot of time. And what time I am not crawling around with 22 (that's right, we have 22 kids in our class this week!) 3- to 6-year-olds, or sitting on my computer in class or writing activity plans, I am trying to get some sleep and spend at least a little time having a social life. So the blog has consequently been neglected.
I was just thinking on my way home today about how great my student teaching placement is. This school is really neat - check it out here. The teachers are so supportive and encouraging - and helpful! The kids are so engaged and interesting and full of personality. Here are a few of my favorite moments from the past few weeks...
-My "warm fuzzy" (nice notes we write each other) from a little girl in my class. It read:
Dear Courtney, I love you. I am so happy you are in this class. You really need to wash those stinky dogs. Love, *****"
-I have several students with special needs, and it has been so rewarding to learn to work with all of them. One particular child has his own "language" - he speaks a few words and has several sign language gestures that are his own. The first time he pointed at me (his way of saying "I love you"), I about melted!
-A 3-year-old had on a Jimi Hendrix t-shirt (along with a pink bow in her hair, rainbows on her pants, and several sparkly necklaces) the other day. I asked her who was on her shirt, and she said "Jimi! I love Jimi!"
-I have one little boy whose mom has sewed velcro on the shoulders of several of his shirts. He has a superman cape, and a batman cape, and one of those is attached to his shirt every day.
-My supervisor from UNCG was observing me via webcam one day, and she videotaped my activity. While watching it later, I realized that one particular girl continually danced back and forth across the screen, watching herself, multiple times throughout the 20 minutes!
-One little boy's mother (who I knew before student teaching began) has curly hair. She came in one morning and told me that her son had tried to pull her hair straight when it was wet the night before. When she asked him why, he said it was because famous people have straight hair. When she asked him who he knew that was famous, he said me!(Funny, because he called me "Kelsey" or "Chelsea" for the first week and a half!) I guess I'm famous since I know his mother?
There are so many fun stories, but I should really be doing some work right now... Plus, I am in class - oops :) We are planning on a field trip Friday, which should be full of some more exciting stories!