Kids tend to like you more when they see you less. They hang on to the vapor trail that you leave as you pass them and are always reaching for a high five and a hug when they get close enough.
While K-ers are still participating in avante garde theater, (I was sick last night- my mom is picking me up- it's my dad's birthday) some first graders have really got things figured out.
Granted, the beginning of class usually begins with "can you tie my shoe"- "What are we doing today?"- "Can I play that gong?", but it's all pretty much relates to what has just happened or what might happen next.
Yesterday I had a surprise in first grade. As all of the above questions were zipping through the air, Zach raised his hand, patiently waited his turn, and then announced, "I have something I'd like to share with the class."
My head may have done that confused dog look for a split second but after recovering I said, "o.k." hoping that I wouldn't hear of his plans of running away to the circus.
He stood up, walked to the front of the room- everyone got quiet, and he said, "Music class is the best class ever." Then he walked back and sat down with an air of a job well done.
After a brief moment of stunned silence and some "I'm glad you think so's" and "thanks for sharings" we went on with the tasks at hand.
All I can think is that maybe they have class meetings in their regular room and this is the format they use- I still have to investigate that.
At any rate it was surprising, sweet and hilarious and the highlight of an otherwise annoying day.