One thing I am continually learning is that when you're a teacher, you can always count on the unexpected occurring. Today's first class brought this home to me once again.
Since my four little darlings were very hyper this morning, I knew getting them to sit still at the beginning was a lost cause. So instead, I decided to teach them the song, I'm Gonna Shake My Sillies Out. I actually only know the first verse of the song, so I just made up some new verses for it. The kids were having a great time ridding themselves of excess energy and I was mentally patting myself on the back as I created the fateful verse:
"I'm gonna kick, kick, kick my kickies out
Kick, kick, kick my kickies out,
Kick, kick, kick my kickies out,
Wiggle my waggles away"
On the last line of kicking the kickies out, I accidentally kicked off my shoe, which went sailing across the classroom and smacked the ceiling, before landing clear on the other side of the room. Needless to say, the kids thought this was the greatest thing they had ever seen! Naturally, they all wanted to copy me, so I had to deal with flying shoes for the next few minutes. With little kids, you do well to pick your battles, so I let each kid kick off both their shoes, and then restored order. Temporarily.
Just as I was successfully getting the kids involved in a sitting-down song, a large fly decided to join the class. Of course, the song was immediately forgotten as four little sets of eyes followed the movements of one very ugly black fly. Rather than compete with an insect for the rest of the hour, I told the kids to go catch it, and let them run about the room after it for a few minutes. Then, putting their textbook to good use, I gave the fly the opportunity to examine the cover at very close range. After picking up each child to let them see for themselves that their new classmate was, in fact, no longer living, I was able to resume teaching.
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