So, you know that I'm denying the reality that school has started, that my tall boy is a senior (so weird: he was seven just a minute ago . . . ) and that once again I have been thrust against my will into the hugger-mugger, frenetic pace of the American public school year. But I will put on my big-girl panties and proceed:
Carpool CutiesHeading back to school,
my urchins are less than thrilled
to begin again.
My dad always said,"Don't let your books get in the
Way of your learning."
And Dad said (a lot):"Quick! What is eight times seven?!?"
(Times tables. They sucked.)
(Times tables. They sucked.)
I stink at memorizing so I will never have any idea how I memorized times tables. Great haikus! :)
ReplyDeleteWoot! Good ones!
ReplyDeleteYou might be sad, but I cannot tell you how happy I am to be able to work without cartoons on the TV or "Mom. Mom. Mommy. Mommy. Mommmmeeeeeeeee...."
We should have year-round school, with a week off here and there! ;)
That's great that your Dad said "Don't let your books get in the way of your learning." I love that expression. I was really bad at memorising too - times tables really did suck! Our teacher used to run through all the table picking one person for each one to stand and recite the table - it was terrifying hoping you weren't picked - or at least got an easier one!
ReplyDeleteI am a teacher.
ReplyDeleteMay I just say that after
week one I am dead.
Maureen puts her heart
ReplyDeleteand soul out there for each class.
No wonder she's drained.