As some of the more
As some of the more faithful readers know, I taught a second grade class for a little over a month through a program at work. I recounted a couple funny stories on this site. Now it is done and it definitely saddens me not to have that distraction every week.
Little did I know that those kids would put a smile on my face one more time. I mean a big smile too. I received some thank-you notes in the mail from them. I am going to share the funnier ones with you. Now that I think of it, I shouldn’t allow comments on this post, but oh well.
What they wrote is in quotes. Italics are mine.
Enjoy!!!
“Thank you for letting us participate and teaching us big words. The games were outrageous and you have good manners. You’re a great guy! Thank you for missing work to teach us!”
I wouldn’t say I was exactly missing it.
“Thank you for teaching us. It was an honor to spend time with you. It was fun to have you teach us and it was nice and very kind of you to not b shy…”
B-ing shy is not something I am familiar with.
“Thank you for teaching us about communities government services and taking time in our classroom. Thank you also for the award. I learned a lot. You’re a great man and you always will be. Make your days the best!”
I don’t know if I taught this kid or walked on the moon, but I appreciate the compliment. He’s probably the one who farted.
“Thank you for all the awesome stuff that you did for us. You taught us a lot Mr. Lyndall! Thank you for teaching us about our community. Thank you again for all the awesome stuff that you did for us.”
Ahh, the vernacular of a second grader. Awesome stuff!
“Thank you for teaching us about communities, I learned a lot. It was really thoughtful to take time in our classroom. I enjoyed you teaching us and letting us participate. When you were teaching us about assembly lines, I really liked it. It was great because we got to pretend we worked in a donut shop. Thank you again for taking time in our classroom.”
That’s right, I taught them to forget about college. Either work in a donut shop or on an assembly line. That will take you places!
“Thank you for coming to our school. It was fun having you teach us about our community. I hope you can come back. It was fun when we did the donuts. Do you really work at a donut shop?”
Not bad kid, but I think I will do the jokes around here. Got it?
That’s it. Those were the highlights. Maybe soon I will scan the pictures that some of them drew on their sheets. Those were some seriously skinny, Calista Flockheart style representations of me (stick figures mostly.) Anyway, I can’t wait to find another class in the fall.
Until then…
GrabAss Said,
April 2, 2003 @ 1:17 pm
Is the fact that you didn’t post the letter that said “You’re a fag” a violation of Freedom of Speech?
troll Said,
April 3, 2003 @ 4:38 pm
i want to thank you also. that real life teaching is what our schools desperately need. my brother just taught a wood and metal shop class at a local junior high school and one of the highlights for him was a class about manufacturing where he attempted to inform that class that the things they use in everyday life have to be made. one student waveed a bic pen at him derisively and asked ” you cant mean that this was made in a factory”