Not My Problem

• “I made a beer bottle because my dad likes to drink beer.”- Child in class. Nmp.

• 2 children look at me with blank stares for the entire class. This is probably rude, but sometimes I have to wave my hand in front of their faces to get their attention. Space cadets. Nmp.

• When I give some kids directions, I’m not sure if they aren’t listening or if they do not understand because they cannot speak English (I heard them speaking another language with their parents). Problems.

• Me (to kids fighting): Don’t touch him!

         Boy: It’s ok if he touches me.

         Me: Uhhhhh.

         Nmp.

• Me: You have a really good rolling pin.

         Child: Thank you.

         ??? Lol, that kid is my favorite. Nmp.

• Last week a kid walked into class like this:

Needless to say, I was extremely jealous. Problems.

• In the other session, I used to have to chase a crazy child. One time he freaked out because he found some lace in the supplies and shrieked, “Is this one of those booby thingies!?”. LOL. Then he asked me if I have garters at my house and if I keep my wedding dress in my closet. Nope. NMP.

Yesterday in art class, a ten-year-old girl explained to the class what “What’s my Name?” by Rihanna feat. Drake was all about since we listen to music while we paint.  She said it was about a one-night stand and proceeded to ask the kids near her, “Do you know what a one-night stand is?”.  The kids didn’t know, so she explained it to everyone.  A ten-year-old knows what a one-night stand is/explained what the song means because I never paid attention: not my problem.

Then I heard her tell the kids around her that she was conceived in Minneapolis and asked the kids if they knew what “conceived” meant.  The kids said no and that’s when I stopped her.  NMP NMP.  She’s the one who told the class her mom was a “PT” (pregnant teen) in the last session. 

There’s always that one kid who educates everyone else about those things.