The first day of school

We were hopeful when we started the day.

We were worn when we met for lunch.

We were exhausted when the final bell was rung.

Robin was informed by a child, ten minutes into class, that he “said ‘um’ a lot.”

I had a protracted conversation with a sixth grade class about the specific words that I would consider “bad language.” The sweetest girl in the class asked, in all seriousness, if she could celebrate a good grade by saying “Holy s*@#!”

Ah, the joys of cross-cultural schooling.


One Response to “The first day of school”

  1. I start teaching art history (which I thought was going to be to middle/high schoolers) to college age kids on Thursday. Hmm. Oh dear. Oh deary me. They are in for a wild ride.

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