It's been a long week in a generally depressing month. Some of the students are trying to spark a bit of humor, however. My eighth graders, reading Jerry Spinelli's Crash, select projects they'd like to work on afterward. One youngster chose to read a bit of biographical information, and delivered this tidbit: Jerry has 25 published books and 16 grandchildren.
Lovely juxtaposition, no? I wonder if he thinks grandchildren are acquired by publishing?
Another was describing the main character's reactions to another character. "Five faults Crash thinks Webb has is: 1. he's a vegetation." (unretouched material.)
Upon hearing that a neighboring community's school got out for a perceived BOMB THREAT, one boy decided we ought to do that here. I suggested getting back to work on the Applied Communications material. Another one piped up, "(name withheld) carried a box with BOMB written on the side into the school. That's all it took."
That's a tad bit past pulling the fire alarm for a bit of a break...
I suggested that some ideas just beg to be savored in silence. Add the hairy eyeball warning, and we sort of got back to business, finishing minutes before the lunch bell.