Today a student we'll call Taylor gave out shell necklaces he had bought "at the beach" to his teachers. This morning he bypassed Miss Bailey to give me mine. Later I heard that he had previously told Mrs. Westmoreland that one of the necklaces was for "the good lookin' one." When she asked who he said "Miss Griswold." In class he gave me a 2 or 3 spontaneous hugs and was bummed-to-teary when he couldn't hold my hand in the circle: "Taylor, it is not that serious. Go hold Lucy's hand." When he saw me after school he said "Come here, Miss Griswold" and when I got there, he said "I want you to be the one to walk me out to my mom and dad today. Will you be the one to walk me out there?" I walked him to the teacher that was waiting outside, and he still protested.
"Somebody needs to let him know that you can't go fallin' in love with every pretty lady who plays music you like and lets you dance around," I told Miss Meadows. She agreed, and said "Oh, but that one will."
Precious moments,
Thena Z
2 comments:
Told you your students were going to develop crushes on you.
Yeah, I knew that. I feel like I dodge little cartoon hearts, and hide from camera flashes all day. I'm famous!
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