The Bee

No big fanfare today, but this is the tenth anniversary of our invasion of Afghanistan.  I brought an article about it up to the sixers, who are studying "conflict" and "resolution."  We weren't too impressed to read that in 2014, "most" of our soldiers in Afghanistan will be heading home.  Ten years is literally a lifetime to the sixers who really didn't even know we were at war.  Most of them wrote on their response sheet, "Why is this going on for so long?"  We'll talk more about it next week.  I'm enjoying the sixers.  They're mean and hateful one minute and in the next they're talking about books and articles with enthusiasm and verve.

After I left, I headed down to help out in the cafeteria.  En route, I noticed someone had ripped a cardboard bee picture off a bulletin board. I picked up that bee right away, and quickly put it to work as I cruised around the noisy tables.  Holding the bee aloft, I would ask kids at various tables, "Are you BEEhaving?" Or I would say something like, "I sure wish you would BEE seated."  Kids would stare back at me and then I would say, "Get it????  BEE?????"  The littles would give a little chuckle.  The bigs would smirk, but I could tell they thought I was hilarious.  I was amusing the heck out of myself, to tell you the truth.

Sad talks, funny talks.  All in a day's work at artful school.  It's been a long week, but a pretty good one.