DAY 12 - WHO DO I MISS THE MOST?

Today, in this the twelfth day of my self-isolation, it is the children, the kids, the wees ones, the darlings, the sweethearts, the gems who make my day, every day that I am able to go to school and replace their teacher that day. I hope they are all doing well... getting outside a bit, reading,  socializing online with their friends, spending quality time with Mom and Dad, and being loved and cared for in the best way possible.

Here are a few "one liners" that I picked up in the new year, before our world fell apart. As usual, they are too cute for words.

When I was locked outside with a Kindergarten class, one little one suggested I call 991!

Another one did a little dance, and stated, "These are MY moves!"

"What's your mother's name and your father's name?" I asked one child.  Well, my Mom's name is MOM and my Dad's name is DAD! (Ask a stupid question!)

Liam - Madame, I need a poon!

Hurrying up a few lollygaggers in the cafeteria, so they could get out for lunch recess, one little fellow looked up at me a little indignantly and said, "We were having a conversation here!"  Man, they crack me up!

Handing out agendas at the end of the day, Gary held up his hand, "That's my Vgenda."  Whew, scared me for a minute.  :)

Our wastepaper basket was overflowing in this Kindergarten class, so I stepped into it with my two feet, to tramp it all down. "Why did you step in the garbage can? That's disgusting!"  "Yuk!" added another bystander. 

Si je me suis répétee, tant pis! If I have repeated some of these stories, too bad. They can be just as cute the second time around, don't you think? Here's hoping come the fall, that we will be back in the classroom. Namaste.