I have decided that 4th grade is one crazy year these days. Hormones are kicking in at that age now. Kids are maturing but are still incredibly immature. They are seriously little walking paradoxes.
4th Graders:
- fart during read alouds
- start complaining about school work
- shout out Ms. V for creating all of the activities for centers
- play a tag-like game on the playground that involves stealing other people's shoes
- cry looking at pictures and reading poetry from Angel Island
- ask why baby penguins come out of their father's butts
- ask if they can write letters to a fellow teacher in Houston who was affected by Hurricane Ike
- hang on you and give you a million hugs a day
- start trying to slip words like "crap" and "damn" into conversation (though,let's be honest, I have a few who slip really choice words)
I could go on for days. It really makes me wonder what I was like as a 4th grader.
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