I have some little conversations to share. They are precious, always. With apologies for Google Translate, here is another bilingual posting.
Maternelle:
Quand j'ai dit à un petit que son coupe-vent ne le protégeait pas du froid, et que ses parents n'avaient peut-être pas pensé de vérifier la météo, il m'a répondu: "Y avions oublié."
Adèle: Regarde, ma dent est "loose!"
Moi: Ta dent est branlante?
Adèle: Non, ma dent est "loose!"
Right out of nowhere, May 23, one little looks up at me during circle time, and declares "J'ai hâte à l'hiver!" WHAT? Maybe the two inches of snow on the ground that day, had something to do with THAT remark.
1ère Année -
Carson: Es-tu Madame Pirouette?
Brody: J'ai juste la semelle de mon manteau.
Je pense qu'il voulait dire "la doublure amovible", de son manteau.
Anthony: Je connais le Président des États-Unis. C'est Donald Trump. Il n'est pas toujours gentil.
Vanessa: Le panda est "cute". Quand je lui ai suggéré le mot "chouette", au lieu du mot anglais "cute", elle m'a repliqué, "Il est cute aussi!"
Moi - Caleb, tu t'es lavé les mains avant de prendre ta collation? Il rentrait de la petite récré dehors. Caleb - Non. Je n'ai pas besoin. Moi - Pourquoi pas? Tu t'es amusé dehors. Tu peux avoir les mains sales. Caleb - NON! J'ai passé la récré en punition, le dos au mur.
Grade One:
After reading a story on honeybees, we went around the circle, the children naming their favourite sweet treats, - i.e. jujubes, candy, chocolate, and when we got to Benjamin? PIZZA!
When I asked the children to come up with a number story, Olivia started hers with the following: "Cameron gave me nine diamonds." Now there is a girl who already knows what she wants!
Seeing a picture of Vimy on my phone, a little one exclaims, "By the way, le chien est "cute!"
MY FAVOURITE STORY OF ALL, and dare I say... "La plus cute?!"
Grade Two: I had run down the hall one day at school, something we tell the children NEVER to do. So, whenever this little fellow saw me, he always asked me the following question. That day our conversation went a little further than usual.
C.J. - Madame, were you running in the halls today?
Me - You are NOT going to let me forget that I did that, are you? I promise, I won't do it again.
C.J. - If you do, I will tell the principal.
Me - Oh dear! If you do that, maybe he won't let me come back here.
C.J. - Then, I will only tell him when I am in high school!
How do you think CJ made me feel?
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