I have had two hellatious days of field trips in a row. Usually, I'm fine in the morning. On the trip, I am downright happy to be there. But in the afternoon, oh the afternoon! I find that I often turn into the least patient bitch ever. It's really awful. And then something like this happens.
Picture it. My classroom. 2:00. (Can you tell that I am semi-addicted to Golden Girls re-runs?? Sophia cracks me up...sad, I know).
Everyone is working away. Honestly, they are very dilligent writers, I am a proud mama.
I sit with Curly to conference. Have I mentioned recently how much I love this kid?? Seriously, I heart Curly.
We chat about his recent work. He nods, inserts an occassional "mmm-hmmm", and makes eye contact the entire time. It's almost like talking to an adult.
When we finish the conference, he picks up his pencil and gets back to work.
Later, as we clean up, he raises his hand and says, "Mrs. Mimi, thanks a lot for helping me today."
All together now: awwwwwwwwww!! (sigh) I guess I'll go back tomorrow.