Kinderawesome!

Last Friday, for the first time, I left a Kinder class thinking I could teach Kindergarten. The teacher must be over-the-top, holy cow fanstastic! I have never seen a K class that was so well versed in the class procedures and expectations. The kids themselves were super sweet! There was a girl named Yoyo who pretty much was a yo-yo - she was all over the place and difficult. Other than her and two boys who needed a lot of guidance, it was the best day! I had so much fun.
One kid, Kevin told me all about his karate - so I told him to remember his name I would call him Karate Kevin. Hilarious! From that moment on, every time I would look at him, he would do some small karate move with his arms. I was laughing all day!

Is that a booger or an alien?

Kindergarten is not for me. I mean, of course I will take a subbing job in K, but don't know if I could do it if I was offered a f/t position. I am not sing-songy and lack the ability to be Miss Lippy goofy.

I really do think certain teachers are meant for certain grades. I am meant for 4th through 6th. Period.

Ohhhhh boy, five year olds. They cannot contain themselves. Even if they try their hardest they have to wiggle. And, the tattling. For God's sake! "Teacher, his foot is in my square," "Teacher, she touched me," "Teacher, he said my drawing is stupid."

Then, the sneeze happened. One of the boys sneezed super hard, covered his entire face and when I told him I would get a tissue for him, he removed his hand to what I thought was an alien. It was the largest slime ball ever...he gave birth to an alien through his nostril. I have really never seen anything like it in my life.