Can I quote you on that?

"I'm allergic to animal touch. Well actually, I'm allergic to frog skin."

"I got to hold an injured hulk! I mean, hawk. I got to hold an injured hawk."

Pick up lines at camp

So after arriving at the pool today, one of my 11 year old campers called out my name. As I turned to face him he pulled off his shirt, flashed a smile at me and said, "Heyyyy, you come here often?"

It was all I could do to not burst out laughing. 

let's talk about eyeballs

While eating lunch with a few campers the other day, two 6th boys were going back and forth for an extended period of time: Camper 1: "Humans are basically stars because stars are made up of atoms and humans are made up of atoms." Camper 2: "That's ridiculous. Why would you even say something like that?" Camper 1: "Well, it's true." Camper 2: "Um, no." And it went back and forth for some time. Finally, I asked the boys to find a new topic of discussion. A 1st grade boy sitting beside me said, "Eyeballs. Let's talk about eyeballs!" The rest of lunch his sentences starting something like, "My eyeballs think..." But my favorite was: "My eyeballs think that your eyeballs are goooood lookin'." Well, he successfully found a new topic.

Summer days are meant to be spent at camp

Well, the weather might not agree, but summer is finally here. And summer days should be spent at camp. This past week was just a sneak peak at what's ahead for the summer. And hopefully many fun and hilarious stories to come. A few of my favorite quotes from the week are as follows:

Camper: "Here's a mystery word combination: Tic Tac, like the candy you put in your mouth, plus toe, like, your toe."
Me: "Tic tac toe?"
Camper: "Yeah. Well that was kind of an easy one."

While on a bike ride, I apparently just do some things subconsciously, but I amazed one particular 8 year old: "Britta, that's so cool how you scratched your leg while you were riding your bike."

I will argue that I have the best job in the world!

the finale

I walked out of my last day of school with letters from my 100+ students and I couldn't have asked for a better going away present. Here some of my favorite quotes:

 

• I hope you will make a lot of new teacher friends.

• I hope you get a job at a fancy school.

• I hope you become a great teacher. Let's just hope you get to become a teacher.

• I now know more than I used to know.

• I also wanted to say you will be a fabo (awesome) teacher.

• You've always been a good friend of mine. [Yeah, we've known each other for a solid 4 months]

• Don't take this the wrong way but I'd be selfish if I was sad that you're leaving because then I wouldn't let any other kids get to know what a great teacher you are.

• The most important thing I have learned from you is how to spell your last name.

• We will miss you because you were here for a long time and we love you.

 

 

So there you have it, sappy and all. I absolutely loved my semester with these kids!

The Dreaded Goodbyes

So, tomorrow is my last day of student teaching. I've been dreading the day I would have to walk out on these kids and they haven't made it any easier. The following are comments I've received from them in the last 2 days:

"Are you going to come back and visit? Like, ever?"

"You don't have to graduate."

"What are we going to do without you? You can't leave us. You can get a job here. We'll ask [the principal] to fire someone and hire you."

"Miss Sjoberg, you're leaving before my birthday!" [her birthday is on Friday]


You'd think since I move states a few times a year that I'd be used to goodbyes, but I always hate them -tomorrow will be no exception.

She doesn't suspect ANYthing

My stress level has been higher in the last couple of weeks than it has been all semester, mainly because my biggest projects for the university side of student teaching have been due. But, my students have been very complimentary and sentimental these last few days. As always, I've found humor in what they say and do.

I've been teaching less and less as I approach my final days. This week I'm only teaching 2 out 6 class periods a day. I also missed a day because of a seminar on campus, so some days I feel a little out of the loop as to what's going on in my classroom.

Yesterday a student comes up to me: "Miss Sjoberg, what do I do with this letter?"
Me: "I don't know. What letter is it?"
Student: "The one we were supposed to write."
Me: "For science?"
Student: "No, not for science. (a light bulb in his head goes off). Noooooo, not for science. And you're not teaching us anymore so nevermind! Just don't worry about it." Student walks over to my cooperating teacher and whispers, in a rather loud whisper voice: "I almost gave it away. I almost gave this to Miss Sjoberg. She asked if it was for science, and then I realized maybe she didn't know. But I was smooth. She doesn't suspect ANYthing." Student walks back to me: "I just forgot you weren't teaching us anymore. Don't worry about the letter. It wasn't for science."