On Wednesday, I was leading the kids through a gym lesson on how to throw a ball. Seems pretty straight forward, but it is a skill which needs to be taught. And for some of the kids (and this is not only in my class, but a general observation I’ve made about little humans) the closest they come to physical activity is the bowling game on the Wii. Needless to say, I had my hands full.
After I handed out the bean bags (can’t start with real balls, someone might get hurt….it’s that bad), I began demonstrating the proper technique for throwing underhand. Everything was going great, except for one tiny little problem. No one was paying attention to me.
Me: Ok, girls and boys, I’m going to show you how to properly throw underhand.
Student: Look at me; I can balance the bean bag on my head.
Me: That’s great Johnny, but just hold it in your hands.
Student: Ha ha, I can balance it on my foot.
Me: Please just hold onto the bean bag, and watch me.
Student: Hey everyone, I can throw it up to the ceiling!
Me (in my kindest teacher voice): Ladies and gentlemen, eyes on me!
Student: Aweseome, I can juggle it with just one hand!
At this point, you may have felt what seemed to be another earthquake in southern Ontario. Have no fear, it was only my patience cracking!
Me: PUT THE BEAN BAG ON THE RED LINE AND LOOK AT ME!!!!
Student: I can throw the bean bag up to the ceiling and catch it with my butt...with my eyes closed, coooooolllllll!
Me: *#^@&^#%&@%#$!%@^##%$**!^#&#*&!%@$......
(deep breath, count to 10).......that's it, gym class is over!
Student: What's wrong with Mrs. G, I was having such a great time!
GGGGGGGGGGGGRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRR!!!!
They should teach "drinking for your sanity 101" in teacher's college. I'd get an A+ no problem!
Don't worry, I'll more stories to share.....after the 2 tylenols, 3 gravols and pepto clear up my wicked "headache".
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