Another Moment From Room 46

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The Revival of the Blog October 4, 2012

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re·viv·al [ri-vahy-vuhl] noun

1. restoration to life, consciousness, vigor, strength, etc.

2. restoration to use, acceptance, or currency: the revival of old customs.
3. a new production of an old play.
4. a showing of an old motion picture.
5. an awakening, in a church or community, of interest in and care for matters relating to personal religion.
I have decided to restore life and vigor into this old blog. What better way to start off than with a ninja story.
A few weeks ago I wore a new pair of dark wash jeans. A co-worker saw me and said, “Hey, it was jeans day. You forgot to wear jeans.”
“These are jeans,” I pointed out.
“Oh, you must have ninja jeans on,” He said and walked away. Huh? It did, however, make me laugh.
Later in the day I was talking like Dory (from “Finding Nemo”). One kid says, “Oh, you speak whale. You look like one today too.”
I’m sure there was horror across my face. He quickly recovered by saying, “You have black and white on just like a whale.”
I laughed and said, “First a ninja and now a whale. Just call me Whale Ninja.”
And they did…but only for a few days.

Whale Ninja


Pride Cometh… October 19, 2010

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…before the fall!

And yes, this blog is about me…THE TEACHER! My most recent fall makes me think of clumsy mishaps since I’ve been teaching.

1st Most Memorable Fall

It was years ago, back before my knee surgery and my knee occasionally gave out on me when I was walking.  I was dutifully monitoring the classroom when my knee gave out. There was a webble and then a wobble before I fell on a student. Yes, you read that right!

Luckily I just fell in her lap and I didn’t injure her. This was only the beginning of my embarrassment because when I began apologizing…I called her by the wrong name. I was thankful that she thought it was funny and so did her mother.

2nd Most Memorable Fall

Come to think of it, I think it’s the hallway. Hmmm. You see, I moved classrooms twice before returning to my original hallway (where incident 1 happened). Anyway, I digress, back to the teacher falling. Ah yes!

It was the day before Winter Break and we had a school-wide pajama day. While we were all snug in our “jammies”, we watched “The Polar Express”. My co-teacher and I were stringing jingle bells to hand out to the kids when I got an idea.

I thought it would be really funny to prank the classroom next door. I grabbed a handful of jingle bells with the strings and snuck into the hallway. I quietly walked to their door, rang the bells, and ran back to my room. After waiting awhile, I repeated several more times. Of course, until the last time.

A kid was waiting by the door, so when I went to run my shoe got caught on the carpeting and that’s when I stumbled and bumbled about 10-15 feet. That’s when I fell belly first with my arms sprawled out in front of me like a face down snow angel. I hit with a THUD! and the bells fell silent.

That’s when I heard a girl from across the hall nonchalantly say, “She fell.”

I could hear the teacher inside ask, “Who?”

And the girl simply said my name. When I looked up, there were three teachers staring at me and one from behind that I hadn’t yet seen. It seemed like an eternal silence, but it was broken with a simple. “That’s what you get.”

And they were right, good ‘ole Karma.

The Most Recent Memorable Fall (3rd if anyone is counting)

Last week. I still insist that this one is NOT my fault. I was unlocking my classroom door to allow student inside. One pointed out that they needed the room across from me opened as well.

“You’re right” I replied and turned to walk across the hall. Little did I know that a student sat down right in the middle of the hall and I flew over him, bumbled only about 4 feet this time and landed in a heap inches from the door across the hall.

To my embarrassment, 38 students and 1 teacher witnessed all of it. The hall was silent as I lay in a heap. I wondered if anything had broken. That’s when the other teacher yelled out impulsively, “You killed her.”

Through my tangled web of brown hair that had fallen over my face, I looked at her and I began to laugh. Red-faced, I emerged from my heap and regained my composer. SIGH!




Not Looking for a Bloggy…or am I? March 31, 2010

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On a recent “Ugly Betty”, Betty begins a Blog and wins an award called a Bloggy.  I don’t think I’m looking for a Bloggy, although it would be an interesting award show. It’s just that I always have ideas rolling around in my head and I very rarely have time to write it down.

In lieu of my facebook notes section, I thought I’d try this blog thing. Eventually I will move my facebook stories to my blog…but I thought I’d start out with a few classic stories first.

As a third grade teacher I must say, my life is never boring. I definitely think life is a whole lot more than a box of chocolates. Speaking of boxes, this classic story is all about boxes.

It’s after lunch and I am reading to the class. It was then that I noticed that one of the students had his hoodie on and it was zipped to his neck. He was acting suspicious and I knew I had to research this further. As the students return to their seats, I notice an odd shape to that hoodie.

The class is quietly working at their desks and I quietly crouch by Steven* and whispered, “So what do you have in your jacket?”

Steven looked shocked and quickly responded, “Nothing.”

“Oh, come on. I know there is something in there. What is it?” I coaxed.

Then I got…the stare. He’s trying to wait it out. I know he wants me to go away and pretend I didn’t see a thing. “Steven, there is something in there. For goodness sakes, you look like Sponge Bob.”

And he did! Once I surveyed the situation closer, I realized that his entire stomach was shaped like a box. The mere mention of Sponge Bob cause the rest of the students to lean a little closer toward our conversation. That’s when I suggested that we talk outside in the hall. Unfortunately, any hope I had of quickly solving this mystery depleted when we went into the hallway because the interrogation started all over again.

Finally, we got somewhere when he began to point the finger at another student named Jeffrey*. I stepped back into the room and called Jeffrey into the hallway. Jeffrey looked at me, then Steven, and let’s not forget…Steven’s square stomach. Sigh.

You could tell at that moment that the truth was their only choice because Steven unzipped his jacket to reveal 2 pizza boxes from lunch. With pure curiosity I asked, “Um…why did you take those?”

“Jeffrey wanted them,” Steven tells me as he points to his friend.

“Well?” I asked.

“I wanted them because of the games on the back,” he responded. For a moment this sounded logical until I examined one of the empty pizza boxes. I even examined the inside which was still filled with leftover sauce and cheese. After they watched me examine the box, Jeffrey points to the box and states that it said the word “fun” on the back.

He was right about that but it said, “It’s fun to be nutritious” and had a big picture of the food pyramid. Sigh.

I gently explained what the back said, talked about taking things without permission, and asked them to throw it away in the cafeteria (remember there was still food inside). As they turned the corner I laughed to myself and reentered the classroom.

*NOTE: All stories are true BUT all names are fake to protect the innocent.