Warm Fuzzies.

Today I did something GUTSY.  I did something that showed a high concentration of intestinal fortitude.  I gave my third graders an anonymous survey of their time spent in my classroom.  Like I said-Risky!  The following are some questions and answers from my little survey.  

Favorite lunch food- 

"Chilly dog"

Favorite place in the room- 

"Prize Box"

Favorite Memory of Mrs. P- 

"That time she got a moth stuck in her hair"

"When Mr. P came to visit in his uniform"

"All the laughs and smiles we shared"

One thing you would like Mrs. P to know-

"That she is cute and pretty" 

(No, I didn't make that up.  Several children think this of me.  I wonder if the little guys will look back at their 3rd grade picture and go 'OH!' and to think I thought she was attractive)

"That she is mean and respectful"  

(I think she meant disrespectful.  Well, at least I think it's she.  I'm pretty sure it's the one girl I didn't let choose out of the treasure box today.  Hater!)

"That she is the greatest teacher I could ever have"

"That I am going to take good care of the Animorphs books she gave me"

"Remember not to act too cool once you get to California"  Ha!

Being called cool and pretty and funny and nice stroked my ego a bit.  And made me feel like I didn't suck at my profession.  That I had reached some little souls and sprinkled some good memories amongst them.  I only received one angry response, but that only made me laugh.  

I might get a little teary tomorrow saying good bye to some of my sweet little buddies that are leaving me to grow up!  On the other hand, I might do cartwheels when I see some of them go!

Love, 

A pretty, nice, funny Kaley