Dear Mrs. AuburnChick,
My, how things changed over the weekend.
First, you fooled us into thinking we were going to be able to roll all over you. I mean, I don’t understand why in the world you got bothered when a few of my classmates decided to start talking, non-stop, while you were teaching.
And this food and water-only rule? Seriously? What is up with that? How come you won’t let me bring in my soda, get my sugar high, and come crashing down halfway through class.
Sheesh. Some teachers are just no fun.
See, you started out being nice.
You smiled a lot, and you didn’t use too firm of a tone of voice.
And then the weekend happened…
And when I returned to school on Monday, I found a very different teacher in Room Blah Blah.
You turned…dare I say it…mean!!
I wasn’t allowed to sit with my besties…chatting them up about the weekend.
Oh no. You put the kibosh on that, now didn’t you. In fact, a lot of us found ourselves with reassigned seats…as if we really needed them.
Sheesh.
When I told you I was tired and tried to sleep during class, you told me, “No naps allowed,” and began to read to the class.
I mean…I seriously liked you better when you ran out of time and we didn’t get to the Read Aloud.
Gosh. It’s almost as if you’ve been talking to other reading teachers or something…getting ideas from them.
Oh, and this “Let’s work on Friday” rule is really going to push me over the edge.
I mean…I’ve worked so hard all week, and so have you. You really deserve the break.
But noooooo. You say that every day…every minute, in fact…is important.
Tick tock, tick tock.
Good gravy, lady. Lighten up!
I mean…I know you’re like…the teacher and all that…but seriously?
You’re starting to act like you care about me and my classmates…enough to encourage us to stay in our seats, focus, and…gulp…be productive.
I’m not sure if I’m going to dig the “new” you.
I’ll let you know in eight months.
Until then, I’ll be watching…oh, and I guess I’ll be reading too.
Sincerely,
Your Student
LOL..I love it!
You mean they get to have food and water 🙂
Yep. A couple of them have compared it to prison. I think my students have it better than inmates. At least I love my charges. 😀