Excuse Me Please Ms. Turner . . . .

This morning during arrival time I gave the kids lots of some work to do and planted myself at my back table and tried to pick out a bedspread for new house analyze some testing data.

Aside . . . 
 
Yeah . . . I know . . . not my Teacher of the Year day . . . 

You see  . . . I have a lot of exciting things happening in my personal life so my attention has SEVERELY divided. I am having a hard time focusing on my school life.

I am sure that you can relate to this. 

Back to the Story:

So, one of my little sweeties was raising her hand for like 5 minutes. I ignored her because I thought she was going to ask me something irrelevant really important like "where is my pencil?" or "this weekend i rode a purple pony, did you ride a purple pony this weekend?"

You know the type.

I continued ignoring her thinking she would put her hand down but she was persistent.

I finally said "How can I help you, Little Cutie Pie?"

To which she replied,

"Ummm . . . Ms. T I think that the math paper you gave us has an array on it. I wanted to be certain so that I could label the rows and columns."
 
((And the angels REJOICED)) 

Appropriate use of math vocabulary = Instant Mood Booster.

Start polishing that Teacher of the Year medal Mr. Superintendent, Ms. T is back on her A game. 

Thank you Little Cutie Pie.

P.S. Don't forget to enter my HUGE giveaway! 

P.P.S. About my teacher of the year comments, I was only joking. Seriously. Just Kidding. Not Really. Okay, really. But only if they give me back my 1.2% raise. Okay. I'm just kidding about that too. Teachers don't need money. We don't have needs..

Maybe, just a urinary catheter.