Today I felt like a terrible teacher because I quite simply could not convince my class that what I was trying to say was important enough for them to listen. Summary: They would not stop talking! This has got to be most understated frustration of teaching. And yes, I know that they’re little and should be talkative. But still!
Thankfully, I brought home some of my students’ writing to read, which has since caused me to laugh and forgive both them and myself for our rocky afternoon.
Here’s a highlight:
“Dear Alien, On earth we have animals that we eat like cows, chickens, lobsters, pigs, duck feets. We also have humans that some of you hate. I wonder what you have in your life. We have books. Books is with letters and pictures. We have a book about is aliens are real. Sincerely, H”
Is it bad that upon finishing our outer space unit, most of my students think that there are goofy-looking aliens on other planets? I didn’t exactly tell them that there were, but I certainly left it open for discussion…