Before I start, tell me if you can complete this sentence:
A) Picking up our new kitten?
B) Thinking that I'd look hot in a bikini by summer if I'd quit blogging and start exercising already?
C) Studying techniques to keep my blog writing from wandering off on tangents?
D) Wondering if there was any Cabernet in the house or if I needed to pick some up?
None of those accurately completes the fragment above, but how many of them do you think are true?
On Wednesday I was at the school. Kind of a letdown after all that hype, huh? I was working in what is quickly becoming my favorite place, first grade, and they gave me the best. job. EVER. Wanna know what it was? I got to help the kids with their "All About Me" books. I needed to go over what they had written, help them fill in their thoughts, and tweak punctuation. The portion of the book I was assisting with was a brief autobiography of sorts. The kids had been instructed to include some tidbits such as when they were born, favorite things (food, sport, color, hobby), and maybe something they'd really like to do.
At first glance I didn't realize I'd been given such an awesome job. I'd gone through the drill with about 8 kids and my eyes were starting to cross and I was starting to get sleepy. I hadn't quite made it to the part where I start drooling. Basically I was at the beginning of my regular volunteer-coma.
My ninth student was a ridiculously-innocent-and-gullible-girl. We'll call her GG (gullible girl) for short. GG had written something about how she wanted to get a good sun tan. My job was to encourage them to add details so I started asking questions:
Me: Why do you want a good sun tan.
GG: Mommy and Daddy were getting one and it looked like so much fun. I want one, too!
Me: Okay, tell me about that. What part of getting the sun tan is fun? Is it being outside? Warm weather...?
GG: Oh no! You don't have to be outside to get a sun tan.
Me: Um... You really you do.
GG: No you don't. My mommy and Daddy were getting one in front of the fireplace the other night when I came downstairs after I got scared.
Me: I don't think they were suntanning GG. They were probably just warming up by the fire. Sometimes when you sit in front of the fireplace you get really warm and it feels kind of like you're toasting your skin, but it's really not -
GG: NO! Mommy said they were suntanning and that they were naked because they didn't want to get any tan lines.
- -Silence - -
Me: Oh GG... That is going to take a lot of explaining. I'm not sure if we have that much room on the paper. What's something else you'd really like to do...
Good thing we don't condone blackmail in the world according to me.