Thursday, April 23, 2009
Readin to teh brats.
Today I went to Barkstall Elementary School to read to the little kids. You could say that I didn't have a positive experience. My reading buddies were a silent kindergardener, a stupid third grader, and an illiterate first grader. The illiterate one had to read a story to me, and it probably took him about a half hour. Soooooooooooooo boring. On the plus side, I only had three classes today. I am writing this in 7th hour, because I have writers block. I am helping out with the play at school. Ihave been building and painting the sets for three weeks. I also cleaned off the stage, which was really really hard! Two people and I lifted a 300 pound thingymabob down the stairs and into a tiny room. I am a stagehand and I have to move stuff during the show. Holy crap, I just realized that I now have the ability to mess up the show by breaking something. Oh noes, I have responsibility not to mess up!!!
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I liked the quiet ones. They were less annoying and more attentive.
And aaah, responsibility!
I think the silent was was scared of me. I know I was scared of big ugly middle schoolers when I was in kindergarten. The problem was picking out a book. It went kind of like this: M= Me S= Silent kid
M- what do you want me to red?
s-
M- Should I read Babar the elephant?
s-
M-Or maybe Go, Dog, Go?
s-
M- Do you know a book?
s- *picks nose*
M- Well I need to go now, sorry.
And responsibility is scary.Even more so because I get death threats from nervous thespians. Oh Noes, play is only a week away!!!
The silent one didn't nod or anything? I was able to communicate with mine, because he would just shake his head or something when I asked a question. When we finished the ballet book, I told him he could go pick another book, and he came back empty-handed. So I just picked a book for him and asked if it would be alright.
Yeah, responsibility is scary. Death threats? Really? Meanies.
Nope, mine was completely uncommunicative. I felt like a jerk, because I thought I was scaring him. Maybe he was just shy...
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