Monday, February 8, 2010

"Chicken Class"

I think it is safe to say that when your class brings you fried chicken, they probably like you.

And that makes my little heart happy!

Let me explain.

You see, i don't eat much meat and i really don't prefer to eat things that are fried. But that didn't matter tonight. Let me tell you a little story.

I teach a range of class levels and grades. My favorites are my older elementary and middle school classes. I enjoy interacting with kiddos who can generally communicate with me and who i can goof around with. Well one of those classes is a class of 3 higher level, middle school students. Violet, Andy and Turtle. Don't be alarmed. It's a nickname. Not to be confused with a horrible attempt at an English name. Anyway, last week we had a conversation about chicken. I cannot remember the entire conversation but i do remember saying something a kin to, "If you ever brought chicken to class you'd make my night!"

These students took that and stuck it in their back pockets. They not only understood my joke, but took my comment literally... and they brought chicken to class. Yes. A bucket of fried, sauce smothered chicken awesomeness. And yes. It did make my night! Maybe my week! So i canceled my lesson. And we sat there and ate fried chicken. I enjoyed every second of it!

The bell rang and i was filling out my lesson log. I started to write "We ate chicken." when Turtle piped up, "Just write 'chicken class." And i laughed. Real hard!

1 comment:

  1. Just call it "chicken class" thats soooo funny! I have to tell James when he gets home!