A year ago I took a job teaching kids to read in a local Richmond city elementary school. I loved it. I also hated it. But mostly I loved it, and that is entirely due to the little faces I got to see every day. I’m missing my former students a little extra today, so I thought I’d share this list.
Things My Students Ask Me:
“Are you famous?”
“Do you wish you were Taylor Swift?” No. “No, but really?”
“Can I cut your hair?”
“Are you really a famous rapper?” (I got tired of being asked if I was famous and started responding “yes,” successfully convincing my 2nd graders that I’m a popular rapper on YouTube.) Followed by, “I looked last night and couldn’t find it, what’s the name of your YouTube channel?”
“Can I meet your boyfriend?”
“Do you have a mom?”
“Can I make you cookies?”
“Can I take a picture of you?”
“Why are there dots all over your skin? Are you sick?” *explains freckles*
“Are you married?” “Why not?” “You haven’t found someone good enough?”
“Have you met my guinea pig?”
“Did you know I have eczema?”
“Can you unchap my lips?”
“Why are you so white?” (This one gets me every time)
“Do you love us?” Always, and too much for my own good.
Memoirable Moments 