P'Birds and Cupcakes
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There are four boys and four girls in my class. Beginning with the back row from left to right, there is Landon, Ian, Blake and Samuel, who also goes by Sam or Sammy.
On the front row, seated from left to right are, Samantha, who we are calling Sam or Sammy now, McKayla, Samantha, and Emely.
"I am sure that's not true," I said. "Blake seems like a really nice boy."
"Well, he's not," Samuel argued. "I've been to his house and he kicked me in the P'bird!"
Startled I managed, "The femur?" hoping I had misunderstood Samuel.
"No! The P'bird," Samuel repeated while pointing to the zipper on his pants.
"Oh!" I said, followed by something lame about how discussing P'birds or other private parts in Primary was not cool. The conversation did not end there.
McKayla's hand shoots up as she blurts out, "My brother talks about nasty stuff like that all the time, but I don't talk about that stuff."
"That's good," I encourage her good behavior." Then out of curiosity I ask, "how old is your brother?"
"He's six."
If things are this good on the first day I can't wait for what's next.
3 comments:
That's awesome!! I love Primary
I LOVE that you are a Primary teacher. The P'bird huh? I love that you guessed he'd said Femur. I would love to sit in on class sometime. Good job on teaching them not to talk about nasty stuff in addition to the lesson.
PS. I love your subject line. I'm totally using P'Bird from now on. :)
I love Primary. Lol! Sounds like you guys are gonna have quite the time....
I am also a big fan of the P'Bird phrase it is going at the top of my list. Lol!
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