One of my 5th grade students asked me for a week what my favorite animal was – I answered without hesitation: dogs!
Such a sweet, thoughtful gesture.
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Come Again…?
On the heels of Thanksgiving, I thought I’d share what one of my students learned after a few weeks of discussion and study about English settlements.
Before I do – just so you know – most of my students got this answer correct (yes, I’m deflecting responsibility for this student’s response). The correct answer: Pilgrims, Separatists. I can only surmise this student did not study and was probably doodling or talking to a neighbor instead of listening.
“Seriously Mrs. Chang-Wipff, what DOES a fox say?”
Artist: Josie Wipff 2/5/14
Taco Truck
“Mom, give me a noun….” Ava said.
“OK, taco.”
“Taco?”
“Taco truck.”
She sits at the large table, a small girl, a pad of paper and a pencil.
Taco Truck by Ava Wipff
I’m behind a taco truck.
I tasted a taco, but they really suck.
Too cheesy, too small, too bad.
The thought of a bad taco makes me sad.
A huff and puff of black smoke comes.
My stomach is queasy, and I can’t find my Tums.
I read the sign, it’s called “Taco Train.”
Well, it should be called Taco Pain.
May 2013
Kismet 