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Conversations From the Classroom

Oy!  Another long week is finishing up in Podunk, USA, and I am beat, as are my students who have been tortured by endless FCAT review sessions.  We teachers are cramming as much as many tips, tricks, and reminders as we can before the week of the 16th when the test will be administered.

As a result, everyone is a little loopy.  I thought I’d share a few snippets of the conversations that floated around my classroom this week.


During my fourth period class, one of my students was being sarcastic with me, trying to pull one over on me.  I responded, “Do I look like I was born yesterday?”

She said, in return, “Happy Belated Birthday, Mrs. AuburnChick.”

I said, “Huh?”

She said, “Well, since you were born yesterday, and all.”

Yes, that’s funny, but it gets funnier when I tell you that another student who apparently hadn’t heard the beginning of the conversation chimed in, “Mrs. AuburnChick, it was your birthday yesterday?”

No, she’s not blonde, but I think she has blonde roots.



During my third period class, one of my students asked if he could stand up.  He was having trouble staying awake, and I couldn’t blame him.  FCAT prep is b-o-r-i-n-g stuff.

As he stood, he said, “I don’t want to do any more running.”

He plays baseball, and he’s given me fits this year with his bad attitude and determined efforts to catch a few zzzzzzs.

I finally contacted his baseball coach and gave him the low-down.

I guess coach took the bull by the horns and had this student running poles as a consequence.

Hence my student’s comment.

I pretended not to listen in as another student asked, “Running?”

To which my baseball player said, “Yeah, somebody said something…”

I didn’t hear the rest.

I didn’t need to.




Fourth period is where I have the most fun.  The kids are, for the most part, well-behaved, so I rarely have problems in this class.

As I talked to the kids about making a mistake with some text and questions I’d given them as bellwork, they started giggling.

I think I said something that they, in their high school immaturity, read more into.

I chose to ignore their giggles and pushed on.

They kept on chuckling.

Finally, one of my girls said, “Mrs. AuburnChick, you is funny.”

“Huh?” I asked.

“You is funny…the things you say,” she continued.

“Really?  I’m not trying to be funny.  I’m just being me,” I said.

“That’s why you’re so funny,” she finished explaining.

Ahhh…gotta love it!


On a different day…

Upon finding out that students had been given new assigned seats, one of my students said, “Mrs. AuburnChick, why do I have to sit here?  You put me beside weird people.”

I told her to get used to it.  There’s always going to be weird people in this world, and you won’t always have a choice about who you have to work with.


One Response

  1. That last one was very good advice.

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