Would you ever go out with me?

I found this note folded up on my floor. Bwahahaha

Folded up note

The note is backwards because of the picture, but it says,

"Would you ever go out with me - yes/no"

I showed it to my sister and she said, "They made a country song about that."

Gotta love middle school!

-Ms. Damron-

"How to make a full home made pizza"

In my writing class, we're working on writing various kinds of paragraphs. The last paragraph we wrote was an expository how-to paragraph. As a pre-write, students had to write down the steps of whatever they were giving directions to do. One student, who has a very unique writing style, wrote the following:

How to make a full home made pizza

1. Plow felds with a traktur.
2. Drive to the closest store (or farm.)
3. Find and buy the seeds.
4. drive back to your feld.
5. plant the seeds and wait for nine to ten weeks.
6. cheek your windo and see if there are wheat.
7. Buy the toematoe seeds (Do 4, 5, 6, 8.)
8. Harvest.
9. go to a grinearey with the wheat.
10. Now grind the wheat untile griney.
11. head back.
12. water the flower and add yeast
13. Mend the dogh
14. Drive to buy pigs.
15. head to the your farm then fatten them.
16. mash the toematoes until purryed.
17. take them to the buttree (butcher)
18. after they slotted (slaughtered) the pigs you will get sasiges (sausages)
19. buy the cheeze
20. Shred the chezze.
21. add the sheded chezze and mash toemaytoes (toemaytoes first)
22. Then ad peporne (pepporoni)
23. put the pizza in the oven. for 30 min
24. after cook take out the pizza
25. eat it. (it's good!)

I adore this student and he always asks how I'm doing and his very polite. This was just too good not to share. So creative!

-Ms. Damron-

Sorry I was staring at you...

Another 2nd period story.

Last Friday, December 7th, a student kept looking around the classroom (including looking at me) instead of doing his homework. So I told him to stop staring at me and do his work!

At the end of the period, he came up to me and offered me a pen saying,

"I'm sorry I was staring at you."

He was giving a peace offering for "staring" at me. This kid is so funny! I love him.

He also is extremely apologetic to a fault almost (which you wouldn't think is possible). For example, if I give him one negative mark for talking out of turn, he will bow his head and apologize and say something like, "You should give me two more red points because I talked out."

Another day, I noticed that his science binder was broken and almost useless, so I told him I was going to give him one. He said he couldn't possibly accept something from me. I told him to stop being ridiculous because I was going to give him a binder and that was the end of it. (To give you an idea of how broken his binder was, the binder rings wouldn't open unless both ends were pushed down at the same time. It wouldn't just snap open on its own. I don't know how he ever got anything in or out of it!) He was so gracious, but wouldn't stop saying he was so sorry for taking something of mine. I told him it was OKAY and he needed to move on and just treat this binder well.

He's such a good kid. :)

-Ms. Damron-

So and so asked so and so out and she yelled NO in his face and made him cry.

Wow. Is that title a mouthful, or what? Well it's 100% true. This story happened during 7th period.

Again last Thursday, November 15th, I was talking to a student out in the hall while the rest of my class was working in groups on their posters. I could hear some serious commotion going inside my classroom and I could see through the window that something was going on!

When I got back into the classroom, I was bombarded by the following story: (remember, all names have been changed)

"Ms. Damron! Clyde told Bonnie that he liked her and asked her if she would go out with him and she screamed NO and then he went and cried in the corner. Bonnie broke Clyde's heart!"

Ooookay. I have no idea what actually happened, but it sounds hilarious.

Later on that period, Bonnie and her friend came up and I got this story:

Bonnie: "So sometimes when I get hyper, I get really loud. I don't mean to hurt anyone's feelings, but I scream things and then I sound angry and then I hurt people's feelings and I don't mean to..." She said all of this while laughing.
Friend: "No. Let me tell the story. Clyde came over to Bonnie and said, 'I like you. Will you go out with me?' Bonnie turned around and screamed, 'NO' in his face and then Clyde went and cried and we've all been trying to convince Bonnie to apologize to Clyde."

Middle school romance and DRAMA!

That same friend left this note on a sticky note on my desk:

"Friend is just the best student!! To do list: Make Bonnie apologize to Clyde."

Yeah. That happened.

It's still the talk of the class period by the way! Bonnie is a heart breaker apparently.

-Ms. Damron-

2nd period funnies

So, my second period is by far the funniest (and best behaved!) period. Granted, there's only 8 students and they are all well-behaved kids anyhow.

Last Thursday, November 15th, I quickly wrote the following quotes on some sticky notes so that I would not forget them later!

During the lesson, one student raised his hand and said, "Can I tell you my worst fear?" Knowing that just about everything this student says makes me laugh, I said, "Yes please!" He replied, "The Phantom of the Opera." Laughing, I asked why. "Because it's scary."

For the life of me, I couldn't figure out where that random comment came from, but then my para said that maybe it's because we were discussing ballet earlier. It's a little far-fetched, but hey, who knows what goes on in that kid's head!

Speaking of ballet, none of the kids pronounced that word right when we read it in a sentence. They pronounced it "ballot" and were very confused.
In another sentence we read, was the name Barry. That same student who declared his ultimate fear said, "What kind of a name is Barry? No one has that name!"
Well, what are the odds, but there is a student in the very next period with that name! I told him that I knew someone with that name (he doesn't actually go by that name, but still), and so I countered with, "What kind of a name is XXXXX?"
This student quickly retorted, "It's a classic name! It means...well, I don't remember what it means."

Typical.

Later on during that same period, that same student was working with a partner and they said something ridiculous and extreme, so I responded with mock shock saying, "Shut the door!"
That killed everything that had been going on and simultaneously they said,

"Wait...what?"
"The door is already shut..."

I then had to explain that "shut the door" is an expression for something like "Oh my gosh! You're kidding?!" Then they understood.
Their blank and confused expressions were so funny though!

Have I mentioned how much I love my job?

-Ms. Damron-

Goat boy?

This conversation happened yesterday:

"Ms. Damron! Billy* was making goat noises in the bathroom!"

Billy's response: "I was born with a goat voice." He then proceeded to make his goat noise.

Too funny!

-Ms. Damron-

*Name has been changed, but I chose Billy on purpose - can you guess why? (Okay - I'll just tell you - Billy...goat?!)

"My favorite food is creeps."

Can I just complain for a minute?! Last week was the week from H-E-double hockey sticks and that week was longer than seven days! It just barely ended today. (That would make it eight or nine horrible days.)
Why was it so horrible you might ask? Because of the paperwork involved in Special Ed! These are the  times I have left work lately:

Monday (10/29) - 6:45 pm
Tuesday (10/30) - 6:15 pm
Wednesday (10/31) - 5:30 pm
Thursday (11/01) - 4:00 pm (I just couldn't take it anymore!)
Friday (11/02) - 4:45 pm (And that was because my dad was in town!)

Saturday (11/03) - I put in three hours of work and still had tons to do!

Monday (11/05) - 7:35 pm (Leslie and I stayed and worked on progress reports.)
Tuesday - today - It's currently 5:05 pm. I finally feel like I got stuff organized. I still haven't planned lessons, but I had so much to organize and grade and sort through. I can't focus well when there is disorder...particularly my desk.

Anyway, progress reports AND the IEPs and re-evals that I had to do last week are finally over and done with. Man it was rough though. I'm just glad I can get back to my normal routine. And when progress reports come around next term, I will be ready!

Anyway, I was grading something from my writing skills class, and I saw this. It made me laugh out loud, so I thought you would enjoy it:

"My favorite food is creeps."

This dear student meant "crepes," but it was too good not to share. Here's to being done with progress reports!!!

-Ms. Damron-