For all of the difficulties that led to my daughter's choosing to resign from teaching this year,
a few things make us smile.
One is always the creative spelling from little kids.
This first grade assignment was to tell about their favorite birthday celebration.
They had to have a "first, next, and finally" sequence in their writing.
I walked around checking their work, grinning mostly.
My favorite was one written about lasagna by a Vietnamese boy.
I need this kid's mom's recipe for "luzonu".
On the back, he had written, "Finally for diner I got luzonu a gen. It was a grate britday."
I got to be in the classroom almost every Thursday, volunteering to help with phonics, reading, and writing, and sometimes math. Invariably someone would draw a picture or write me a note. Here's one of the last I received.
They called my daughter "Ms. Z." I guess because I have more years on her, the logical way to spell my married title is to is to add more S's.