a new school year...

Please forgive the delayed update of this blog. Believe you me, it is most certainly not because of dull students.. They are quite hilarious. However, I never seem to find time these days to sit down and blog. And with my recent joining of the twitter bandwagon...blogging just isn't my default anymore (sorry non-tweeters). So to be fair...I will attempt to do a much better job at updating the blog. The following quotes are going to be some repeats from twitter along with being in no particular order. I don't have my "must blog soon" quotes with me right now so those will have to come later.

Without further ado...I present to you the class of 2010-2011.

Me: does anyone know what a subway is?
Student (singing): "subway...eat fresh!"

K: Mrs.Vining...I'm not feeling good. I cant lean my head thisaway or thataway and i dont need to breathe a lot.
Me: passing out probably would make you feel better...

A student brought me an apple one morning. I wanted to feel insulted for a moment; however, I still accepted his kind gesture. He brought another one in the next morning to which I responded "next time you bring me an apple...put it on a stick and dip it in caramel first"

Quite frequently, my students like to add to my sentences. One day while reprimanding a very disruptive and destructive kindergartner, one of my students added "yea, mrs.vining don't play."
(ya heard?)

Me: who makes neighborhoods a nice place to live?
Student: God.
Me: that's true. How about someone here on the earth?
Student: Jesus.

Me: What would you do if you were mayor?
Student: I would do nothin'. I would go home and take me a nap.

(Campaign: "yes we can!..after a good nap") future leaders of America...

Me: does anyone know what the word 'extinct' means?
Student: yea! That means when the dinosaurs didn't brush their teeth...their breath extincted!

(she was not joking and all other students seemed to be nodding in agreement, to what them seemed to be, a legitimate response)

In my attempts to draw a seashell, a student said "it looks like lips.."
Taking into consideration the feelings of others, another student said "she's doing the best she can!"

Student: mrs.vining, my brain hurts..and my neck...and my stomach.
Me: we might just need to put you down then...relieve you of your misery.

Phonetically-Spelled Apology Letters

A majority of my students got in trouble and/or were being disrespectful during P.E. time. The coach was baffled by their behavior because they are not usually the troublesome class. I told the students how sad I was that they would disrespect another teacher so I had them write apology letters to the coach. I read through them and found some of their spellings to be quite humorous. Here are just a few (I'll let you try and figure out the words):

Dear Mrs. N,
I love you.
I am sore.
I am gunu chrigh my best.
I will never be bad.
I will olwast love you.
I will never tok back.
I will owas git in lin.
I will not make a mab fas.
I will not poosh.
I will not act crase.


I am sorry.
I will be good nexst PE. I promis to never be bae.
I will dowene thang to get jor chrust beck.
I will never de bae a gen. I am sory for being bae.


I am soure for bisobating.
I am soure for playing in line.
I am soure for enoring.
I am soure for playing when I dot spostow.


I'm sore Mrs. N. I will be good nack time.
I wont to do good. I will not dispact.


I am sorry. I will be good. I will never be bad again.
I will try not to bring flip flops again.


OK, I know I said to figure out the words on your own, but just incase you had a little trouble, here's some translations of a few of the more challenging ones:

sore, soure = sorry
gunu = "gunna"
chrigh = try
olwast, owas = always
crase = crazy
bae = bad
chrust = trust
dowene thang = do anything
bisobating = disobeying
enoring = ignoring
dot spostow = not supposed to
dispact = disrespect

recent quotes

D: Mrs Vining, C is tickling me in the ear pick.
Me: Where is she tickling you?
D: In my ear pick! (as he points to his arm pit)


Me: Alright, let's use our slinkies to stretch out this word...
Students: bbbb-rrrr--aawww-lllll
Me: What's the word?
Students: BRAWL!
C: Yea, women wear bras!
Me: brawlllll....not bra.

secrets, secrets....

Each Friday we have Friday Art Club. A parent will come in and teach the lesson and lead the children in an activity. I try to keep it a secret the whole week so that the parent can have the privilege of unveiling the activity for the week. One student was trying to get the secret out of me.

D: Mrs. Vining, what are we doing with the recycled stuff.

Me: I don't know....

D: C'mon, tell meeee

Me: Sorry, can't tell you.

D: Please, just tell me.

Me: You can just wait a couple more hours. I don't want you telling everyone else.

D: I don't have a good memory anyway, so you could tell me and I'll just forget later.

simple machines

This past week, we were learning about simple machines and how they only have a few parts. I was asking questions about the story of the week during one of my small groups. Here's how one conversation went with a student:

Me: C, what is an example of a simple machine?

C: An electric......eel.

Me: No, that's an animal.

C: An electric......power bill.

Me: Simple machines don't have to be electric. And a power bill is not a machine. :)

"but...."

One of my students was telling me something that I quite honestly wasn't giving 100% of my attention to. I'm sure my mind was in 5 different places at that moment. I heard her pause in what she was telling me so I assumed she was finished. I responded with a universal response of "wow, that's great." I focused my attention elsewhere for a few minutes only to find the student trying to get my attention again. She said to me, "Mrs. Vining, you did not let me tell you the BUT part of my story!" Oops..

look at all of these Bibles!

More towards the beginning of the year, my students were having trouble keeping the library center clean. Books would be all over the place. I gave up trying to reorganize it and started telling the students that they would clean it up or it would stay messy. My thoughtful students decided that they would organize it for me during center time. While I was back with my small group, a student came running to me with a stack of chapter books exclaiming, "Ms. Ellis! Look at all of these Bibles I found!" I guess in his mind every thick book must be a Bible.