While at our sports carnival on Friday, parents and siblings were cheering on their children in the relay races. One sibling, cheered for their brother in a rather, interesting way…
“Go, Jack, shake ya tail feather!”
On a loud, hot, busy day in an open, large space outside, a roar of laughter erupted!
In Australia, when unsafe situations occur, we have what is called a Lockdown. From what I know, many other countries do this. Basically, an alarm sounds and children must sit under their desks. The teacher hides by the door with lights off, and we must not use our phones unless it rings. We could have a lockdown should an unsafe person move through the school, a serious weather event occur or a bomb scare. Now you have the background information…
The Easter Bunny visited our classroom today (it’s earlier than he normally visits schools because Easter is at the end of our Easter break). Most children were excited; some overjoyed at counting how many eggs they had received. One child, however, was not. She walked up to me and said,
“Miss Rainbow, if there is a bunny walking around our school, I think we need a lockdown right now.”
I quickly explained that everything was okay and the Easter Bunny is a very friendly bunny!
This afternoon, the children experimented with water pastels and coloured pencils to create impact with colour. One boy came up to me and asked,
“Miss Rainbow, can I use the water pistols on my art now please?”
I repeated what he said in a questioning tone to see if he picked up on his little mistake.
He replied saying,
“Yeah, remember when you said we could use the water pistols to do our art work? Have you forgotten, Miss Rainbow?”
I just said, “No, no sweetheart. Off you go and use the water pistols.”
He skipped off saying,
“Yay! Time for the water pistols!”
A very interesting art lesson indeed.
A boy in my class was experiencing a few problems with his teeth. He reported back to me about his visit to the, well, you’ll see…
“Miss Rainbow, I have a toof growing the wrong way, it’s growing out and facing you. I have to go to the ornodontist and it will get rocketed off. I will have snitches and it will bleed a bit.”
As I listened, and giggled, the boy looked at me and said,
“This isn’t funny, Miss Rainbow.”
Could have fooled me.
A girl I teach and her older sister were telling me how strong their Dad is. He is so strong, he can carry their Mum up the stairs! When the two girls told me this, the look on my face obviously prompted clarification from them. I didn’t expect to hear,
“Yeah, when Mummy drinks too much special water, she can’t walk up the stairs, so Daddy carries Mummy up stairs.”
I’d really like a glass of this ‘special water’, or maybe two!
We have been doing lots of work this week, and some of it included learning about St Patrick. I stumbled across a Youtube video of a Leprechaun counting. In the video, he Leprechaun says he is ‘1001’ years old. A little girl I teach, who is very small with large, blue, marbled eyes asks with wonder,
“Miss Rainbow, do Leprechauns live forever?”
It was like she was asking if Santa is real (of course he is!). I said, ‘Yes sweetheart, they do live forever.’
We made pots of gold and rainbows (find them on my Pinterest board for Religious Celebrations). The same little girl told everyone to,
“Make sure you put plenty of glitter on the pots of gold to keep them living forever.”
With any luck, she’s kept the magic going.