Ah, seventh graders. So often they make me want to cry. Whether it's because they're so frustrating or because they're so endearing is a toss-up on any given day. Today it was definitely the latter. Well, for most of the day anyway.
How can you not feel good about yourself when you're being followed by three seventh grade girls who are arguing about which of them loves you the most!
"I love you, McTeachy!"
"No, I love you, McTeachy!"
"Well, I love you more than both of them!!"
This conversation lasted the entire walk over from the office to middle school; that's several minutes of my life being forced to listen to adolescents stating how much they love me! I'll take it!
Then there's the student who has been teaching herself sign language, and has learned it at a remarkable rate! Yesterday she informed me that she's figured out how to sign "McTeachy." Ok, actually, it's more along the lines of "McTeacher" but it's close enough. I'm not sure how I feel about her teaching ALL of her classmates the sign...I'll have to get back to you on that.
By the way, what do you do about a student who raises her hand in the middle of a discussion on African history and, when called on, says, "I love you."
Answer: "I love you, too. Now, can we get back to the Shona Empire?"
They are a whole different kind of animal aren't they? But, one thing is for certain, you are loved!
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