on my childhood. or, i'm speechless.

#eucharisteo

today was great, because it was thursday. another day to seek his joy.

not sure what to make of it all, i landed here tonight.

thankful and glad to do life with 24 first graders. 

the mundane isn't, unless you let it be.

overwhelmed by his grace in their hunger, HIS delight.

weekend rambles

1. That friend of mine, the cute one with the instagram pic, she's turning 23 soon. My baby friend is gettin real old (ha!) and she's one heck of a teacher too. I love that we met freshman year in the dorms and we get to work together every day. Lunch time is sanity time, with her and her smoker laugh!

2. Someone at my school has the hairiest chest ever. How do I know this? He always leaves the top, oh, 3 buttons of his shirt undone. I tried to find a pic to share, but they all grossed.me.out, ew. Instead, here's Norm Abrams, you know that guy from PBS that Grace swears he looks like. My thoughts? They look similar, except Abrams' isn't a bean pole, very tan & fluent in Spanish. Does he read this blog? Yikes.

3. I loooove my tiny little berggren mug. It's old, it cost a quarter (thanks hume country fair) and it convinces me that it's okay to go back for a second and third cup of starbucks' new blonde roast. running out of caramel macchiato creamer...

4. This takes me to Hume, makes me think tuesday pancake breakfasts at inspiration. 

5. I'm seeking gratitude in my days. but, let's be honest. some days of teaching, it is all. i. can. do. to keep from saying this out loud. dear first graders, let your teacher finish a sentence, mmkay? then i'm reminded of eucharisteo...

6. just when i jumped on board with picnik (hello fun photos!), it's closing in april. what's a girl to do? search pinterest for alternative options, of course. ;)

7. i'm ready for spring to stay awhile. this is what i pretend fresno always looks like. 

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enjoy the week and seek his joy!

i've never loaded that many pictures into a post, ever. success.

"...but don't they yike Chinese food?"

Yesterday we were reading a non-fiction book about different plants. One page talked about pandas eating bamboo. Here's a bit of my conversation with a student:

Z: [reading] the, paaaanda eats baaaambooooo for dinner. 

Me: Great job! Do you see the bamboo plant in the picture? That's what panda bears eat. 

Z: [incredibly confused] But wait, panduhs eat baaaamboo? What's that??? Don't pandas eat Chinese food? I fought pandas eat Chinese food! Why do they eat py-ants? WHAT?! 

Me: [laughing very obviously] Pandas eat plants; they live in China, but they don't eat fried rice and chow mein. [dying of laughter at his increased confusion]

Z: Wait, so they don't eat Chinese food? Well, do they eat Mexican food?!? Why can't they eat it? Why would they eat a py-ant?! Don't they yike Chinese food?

Me: [shoulder-shaking, LOUD laughter] 

oh, that moment when you burst into laughter at a student, without regret.
#eucharisteo