Just Look At Her.

Like any good FACS room, I have lots of posters hanging on my walls that give great information about food.  In my case, the posters are pretty much all out-dated and terrible.  I've taken many down, but I don't have anything to replace them with (yet) so some are still hanging up. 

During leadership class, one of the posters started to slowly fall off the wall.  It was the beef poster.

All you ever wanted to know about cow guts.

Every time the tape would give a little and the poster would fall a bit, the kids would freak out that there was a ghost.  Real mature folks. 

Finally I got sick of it and just pulled the poster down.  I said, "That's fine, I was meaning to take that one down anyway."  This just set one of them off and he shouted, "I knew it!  She's a vegetarian!  You can just tell.  I mean, just look at her!  She's wearing a green shirt!"

Apparently meat poster hater + green shirt = vegetarian.  

Nevermind that one of our school colors is green.

FYI, I hung the poster back up.  I mean, the kids aren't vegetarians.  But I hung up lots of super old vegetable posters that I found hidden in the depths of my room... ya know, just to even things out.

I'm working on decorating my room and giving it some personality.  Check it out:

FRANK!!!

Whenever a kid asks where the pencil sharpener or Kleenex or extra-credit sheets are, I tell them they are over by Frank.  I want them to know.  It's never too early to learn about Frank.  Or vegetarianism.

Quote of the Week

"Mrs. Gibson, is something burning in here?"

                                                                       - The Principal

Oh, I'm sorry.  Did I not mention in my interview that I have a tendency to light the kitchen on fire?  My bad.



                                                   

Wise Words

While sitting in a circle on the floor, playing a game to practice our communication skills, I gestured to a messy shelf of text books and pile of unpacked boxes along the wall and said something about my disaster of a room.  A sixth grade boy's response just made my day.

"Tornadoes are disasters, Mrs. Gibson.  That's just life."

It's only day 3 of 6th Grade Leadership and already these kids have astonished me with their wisdom.

Did I mention I got a job?  Yep.  I'm official.  They're even paying me.  To get a job in the middle of the year is unheard of.  To get the job I thought I could only hope for, in the middle of the year, is downright crazy.  I am beyond blessed.  I am so grateful.  And I am so excited!  Life is good.

Scratch that... life is amazing.

Unfortunately, this probably means that the blog drought will continue indefinitely.  Wait.  Not indefinitely.  I'm a teacher.  I'll be back to regular blogging in June while the rest of you suckers are still at work.

Until then, I'll be busy grocery shopping for 60, learning from the wise words of 6th graders, and desperately trying not to burn down the kitchen.  Can you believe someone would give me 7 stoves?