Saturday, May 16, 2015
It's getting to be that time of year when we're all just hanging on by the skin of our teeth.
Case in point. Yesterday I wanted to take the Thirdlanders out for a 15 minute recess in the afternoon, but they just couldn't get it together to listen to directions. I told them all to sit down to signal their readiness to go outside. Then I started blowing some great tunes on the harmonica while zipping around the room straightening up all the debris strewn hither thither and yon. When Thirdlanders would raise a hand or get out of a seat, I would just point meaningfully back to their seat or gesture with a downward hand movement for them to put their hand down. Then I would continue moving at top speed between the recycling bins and the supply tables, all the while blowing random yet melodic notes on the harmonica. I played jaunty tunes for about 3 or 4 minutes and was a veritable dervish of straightening. The Thirdlanders calmed down after a minute or so, sat calmly and watched my performance with an appropriate degree of awed respect. When I was done, I finished with a huge flourish. The class stood up and applauded vigorously. We were then ready to line up and head outdoors. On the way out, a Thirdlander asked me, "How did you learn to play the harmonica so well?"
Another Thirdlander said, "That was amazing!"
These Thirdlanders are super rambunctious right now, but their sweetness is still shining through. Keep it up, Thirdlanders. 8 more days!
at May 16, 2015