Wednesday, October 21, 2015

Things Kids Say

The day before fall break ended with a school-wide reward for our students and included our allowing our students to watch a short video or two. My students voted to watch an episode of Goosebumps, so I had Netflix pulled up and ready to go as they entered my classroom, prompting this comment from a student.

Sunday, October 4, 2015

Homecoming 2015

Oh, hi.

Long time, no see.

I haven't had the urge to blog much over the past year though, so I haven't. If it's okay with you, I'm just going to jump right in to what I want to tell you.


Yesterday, C and I took my best friend and her nine-year-old daughter to the Homecoming game at our alma mater. It's been two years, I think, since I've watched a college game in person, so it was fun to be back in the stadium.

It misted the entire time, and none of us brought rain jackets or ponchos because #optimists. The temperature was perfect though, and I must say that I would take a cool and rainy game over a hot and sweaty game any day. One of the reasons we don't attend more football games is that in Alabama it is generally hot until December, and I hate being hot more than almost anything.

Auburn won, too, which is always a plus.

Here are a few things that I want to remember:

One. As soon as we were in our seats, Lily spotted Aubie hanging out in front of a large group of painted students in the first few rows of the section, and told us that for the next game, she'd like to sit over there. We explained that this was the student section, and that, should she choose Auburn for college, she could watch every game from those seats. She nodded very gravely and furrowed her brow before whispering to me, "Will I have to paint my chest like that?"

Two. As part of the Homecoming celebration and to thank the fans for braving the rain to stay through the fourth quarter, we were all invited onto the field after the game. I haven't been on a football field since high school graduation, so this was a fun trip down memory lane, and it was neat to be reminded that the stadium looks a little smaller from the 50-yard line.

Three. As usual, we parked and took a transit to the stadium. The trip over was slow and uneventful, but for the return trip, C and I found ourselves seated behind two fourth grade boys who were still hyped up from the game. They entertained me with play-by-plays of the football and hockey games they had lost earlier in the day (including two decidedly undeserved trips to the penalty box), stories of the time the boy scouts spent the night on the ice in a hockey arena, their favorite movies (Friday the 13th and Chucky) and music ("Hit the Quan"). We also had a very serious discussion about Eminem and how our team had "gone easy on" their opponents. It was for sure one of the highlights of the whole day for me. This is probably the first time I have ever enjoyed talking with a kid that young who is not even tangentially related to me.