I am writing this during my break because I had to get it written down before I forgot it.
This week is Winter Carnival week at my school. All week they’ve been having lunchtime activities (soccer against the teachers, an “odd couple” contest where the girl dresses as a boy and the boy dresses as a girl, today is the “duct tape a class member to the wall” competition).
Tomorrow is a full day of outdoor activities – skiing, tobogganing, etc. There’s also indoor stuff like swimming and bowling. For people who aren’t “sporty”, we’ll be showing a movie here in the library and they can go sit there all day. Every kid at school has to be signed up for an activity.
One of the girls in my class broke her arm earlier this week. So she can’t do the skiing, she can’t do the swimming, she basically can’t do any of the activities aside from sit in the library and watch that movie where Nicolas Cage runs around and looks for something. She told me this morning “I signed up for the movie but I think I’m going to stay home. My mom said it was okay. I can watch a movie at home, and at home I have my couch and my Snuggie.”
“That’s certainly an option, N.”
“Madame, you know how people think that Snuggies are dumb? And they say that they’re just a backwards bathrobe?”
“Uh huh…”
“I don’t think that’s true. Snuggies are the world’s best invention! It’s more than just a blanket… I can’t live without it! It’s a relationship!”
I love 13-year-olds. SO much.
February 12th, 2010 saat: 5:23 pm
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