Bye Teacher

I am a middle-school degree holding teacher. Yes, I have a Bachelors degree in middle school. I spent four years studying that painfully awkward period of development and I love LOVE teaching those silly, klutzy, gawky kids!

One thing my professors didn't teach me: always have individual dry erase boards and extra markers in your classroom, cause middle schoolers. love. writing on dry erase boards.

Middle schoolers in the Middle East--especially my seventh-graders-- are no exception. Every time I turn around one of them is on my dry erase board. At home I thwarted this nuisance by giving each kid a small board of her own to write on and letting them go to town. Unfortunately I didn't bring those boards across the ocean with me, so my classroom board falls victim to the occasional random "Hi" or "Sara was here."

Well today after the final bell rang, I was finishing up with a couple students and I saw one of my angels approach the board, needing a fix. She started to write a goodbye message on the board, but it went like this:

Bye Ms.

[erase the Ms.]

Bye Mrs.

[erase the Mrs.]

Bye Miss

[erase the Miss]

Bye Ms. Ek

[erase Ek]

Bye Ms. Eck

[erase Eck whispers to classmate standing nearby and asks how to spell my last name. Gets shrugged shoulders in response. Keep in mind there is a giant "get to know your teacher" poster with my name plastered all over it approximately 10 feet away from both of them]

Bye Ms. Ec

[erases Ec]

Bye Teacher!

"Bye Teacher!" she called as she high-tailed it out the door.

Maybe this is only funny to me and my fellow middle school loving colleagues, but I just had to share.

Vicariously yours,