My younger sister came up to visit last weekend, and had the opportunity (or rather interesting experience?) of coming to school with me and observing my lessons for the day.
If you don't know me/my family, you should know that my sister and I look almost freakishly alike, except that she is shorter than I. Obviously, this caused my kids to literally scream and laugh and point (it is an art school, so I am generally prepared for their flare for the dramatic).
Most of the comments were along the lines of...whoa, deadass miss, you all look alike, you be looking like twins!
It was pretty awesome to have someone that I am so close with finally get a chance to see what I do every day, and to meet the students with whom I spend most of my time/devote most of my time to their success. The students were pretty impressed with her work as a nursing student, although to quote the masses:
"you both deadass like science? that's weird. that's OD."
All in all, however, in her one day of observing, she got a flash sense for the brilliance that gathers in my room each day. She enjoyed their wit and their smarts and their good questions, and of course, their fake dramatic love triangle fights about who is my "wife" and who each other's wives are.
Now, if only how I could figure out how to get all that brilliance to express itself in more productive ways than singing the tunes of Disney movie songs during a "calculate your mastery" day (aka today's adventure). Their soundtrack of choice: High School Musical.
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