When I grow up, I wanna be...

Every class gets to pick a "star of the week." The star gets to do all sorts of things: wear a special ribbon, hand out papers, steal numbers off the hundreds chart. My favorite thing is the Star of the Week Interview.

It is written down and put on the wall. Hard-hitting, it covers questions like, "What's your favorite color?" and "Why are you special?"

It also asks, "What do you want to be when you grow up?" Predictably, the girls' answers usually include doctor, teacher, and police officer (although that came out of nowhere from a mini, smiley kindergartener).

This week's top answer: fire truck.

When pressed, she answered that, no, she didn't want to be a firefighter. She wanted to be the truck, spraying water and everything.

Peacocks

Let's face it: things got busy. Opening a charter school takes brain energy, and why post if there's nothing to note?

But today, there was something to note.

When reading a label book (you know, "tiger" is written right by a picture of a tiger), one of my grumpiest kindergarteners found a peacock. At the top of her little lungs, she shouted, "Cockbush!" It was followed up with "Lion!"

She had no idea....

Binary

One first grader is new to schooling this year, so she's working hard to learn what's what. In her writing journal recently, she's been creating wonderfully illustrated stories. The text goes a little like this though:

3.11.4311.21344.

She's got the period thing down.

"I want to be God"

Today we got to write about what we imagine. I imagined a school where everyone wore pajamas. First grader S wrote about summer all year. First grader A imagined the library. (?)

One student drew a house with flowers and a sun and wrote, "I want to be God." She loves church.

Tiller was a great album

One kindergartener with a speech impediment (or a dental impediment...unclear which) sings "Tiller, Tiller..." and does the dance complete with zombie moves.

What do I usually look like?

Yesterday a kindergartener told me I looked like a girl. A first grader told me I looked like a zebra.

Back to School Night

I love meeting students' parents. The similarities are always hilarious.