Say Your Name!

One of my amazing college roommates visited me this past weekend and came to school with me for most of the day today. She got to see a fairly typical day -- the kids were well-behaved-ish, but not to any extreme level. Later in the afternoon, my friend Lin (with whom I drove to insititute, who now teaches high school math) came for a little while also.

Some memorable moments:
(The spelling word was white.)
Mi' Hay': Who can give me a sentence using the word white?
A--: My teacher is white.

(When Lin walked in)
J--: Chinese!
Mi' Hay': This is Mr. Y--. He is Chinese... He's also American.
J--: (moving arms) Jackie Chan!
Mi' Hay': No.

Mi' Hay': Who can guess how many pennies are on this sheet?
R--: 90.
Mi' Hay': That's a good guess, but there are 100. Let's count...
(There were 90, I had forgotten a row on the worksheet.)

I had thought that having S-- there would make school better. I enjoyed having her there, but teaching was still teaching and still draining. She pointed out that I am hooked on caffeine (I drink black tea) and that I do in fact have a go-go-go job. I think nobody really takes you seriously when you say you have to be on 100% of the time, but you really do.

She also took pictures during our "spelling theater." This is a picture of J-- being the "tricky e" at the end of the word "like." He's slapping the i and saying, "Say your name!"