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.”
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!
If you pour plain dog food into her bowl, she will wait until you put extra treats in it (cheese, chicken, etc.) This is what they mean by “You teach them how to treat you.”
“How do you spell moronic? Temperamental? Adjacent?”
My daughters and I often get a laugh out of my husband’s questions. We’ve learned that it hurts his feelings when we gleefully react to his earnest inquiries. So we stifle our giggles. But yesterday, he unearthed his fourth-grade report cards. And even he had to laugh…
