I agreed to be the sponsor for several sixth-grade boys who wanted to start an investment club at school. They run it and I am just the certified teacher in the room to monitor them.
During the first meeting, one of them told the audience of three kids (ages 11, 12 and 13):
“So a long-term stock is like a short-term stock, but it’s not short-term. Hence the name.”
One of my fifth-grade students approached me this week and declared:
“Five dollars at the Dollar Store will legit pay for gifts for your friends.”
Our school counselor was giving a lesson on kindness and anti-bullying.
Counselor: “If someone were to call you fat, how would you feel?”
5th Grader: “Well, if it were medieval times, it would be a compliment, but not anymore.”
My sixth-grade students are doing an author study of Ray Bradbury before we read “The Veldt”. The handout had a faint picture of the writer and it wasn’t until I walked around the room that I noticed how creative my students are:
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For some reason, after a year of being left alone while we are at work and school, Opal has resorted to naughty behavior. The latest: Going to the pantry and tearing apart three individual packages of dried seaweed!
