Sometimes my fifth graders make me miss MoVal; sometimes they make me want to never go back.
Yesterday we were learning about homonyms. Since we've been learning about prefixes as well, I began by asking my students what they think the prefix homo- means. They had no idea. So, in an attempt to get their minds going, I asked for any other words they knew that began with homo-. Mauricio, raising his hand exuberantly, shouted, "Homopotamus!"
Needless to say, I nearly pissed myself laughing.
Ah yes, fifth graders are precious.
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It's pretty rare that I literally LOL at my computer. At least I didn't snarf.
Reminds me of the rescue-helicopter-whale story :-).
5th graders are unique, that's for sure. I cried lauging so hard! I really miss the stories shared over lunch and coffee.
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