BUNCH

A bunch of grapes sit drying out on the science table.

"Eww, gross, they're rotten
and there's a forgotten rotten apple, too!"

No, they are not rotten, children, they are drying, losing moisture, turning into dried fruit. Or maybe a dried apple gnome if we are clever enough. See this little tiny grape that's flat and wrinkly?

"Eww, gross!"

It's not gross, it's turning into a raisin, children, and maybe we can eat some of the raisin/grapes when they are dry and ready.

"Eww, gross!"

Children these days.
We have to do writing assessments a couple of times a year.
For no child to be left behind.
Funny thing, some children are left behind.

Oh, well, don't tell G. Bush. He might feel bad if knew he was a left behind child himself; in language and speech at least. Luckily he didn't have to deal with NCLB in his day. Luckily they waited 'til he was a grown up before they decided no child would be left behind and left him behind.

The kids write at the beginning of the year.
(sort of a joke in 2nd and 3rd special ed, but oh well)
They they write again this time of year.

Everyone gets the same "prompt".
Today it was 'What do you like at school?'

"I only like the swinging monkey bars and that's it and I hate everything else!"
Oh, dear child, let's write one more thing you like at school, can we? "NO WAY! I hate everything about this school, everything, EVERYTHING! I'm never going to this school again!"

O.K.
The kids have a choice:
1. do the work
2. take a break, then do the work
3. yellow card

Yellow card comes after green card. Red card is a real fall from grace. Like saying inappropriate words or doing inappropriate things. Like ripping the head off the dragon puppet while grabbing at the next inappropriate kid's fighting teddy bear, while they yell "SHUT UP!" & "GIMME THAT!" in unison.

Yellow cards.
Turn it around. You can do it! Be appropriate children, and you'll all have green cards. Zero red cards or 4 or 5 green cards means the prize box on Fun Friday!

Fun Friday means art instead of math and free P.E.
AND the prize box.

Who could ask for anything more!