Elementary kids in Brooklyn say the dangedest things

Friday, April 30, 2010


Damaris decided to write a poem about me.

Mr. Rice
Mr. Rice is a evil man
of darkness a never ending
place of death
who can stop
this creature that
lies on this earth who
can stop him from lying
from his dates a opposite monster
of joy, playful and understanding
no one can stop his
mighty horns that
stand on top ofhis head
help from
this chaos

A poem for me

Thursday, April 29, 2010


So we use a whole-class behavior mod where we have a canister of "gems" and then a clear jar next to it. The class goal is to get 100 gems and they get them for times the entire class does the right thing. They had reached their goal but then lost over 20 due to poor performance yesterday (while I was out of the room doing testing). Today someone counted and there were way too many.

I explained to the class there were two options: someone confesses or all gems are gone and they start over.

Savior confessed, we thanked him, and we moved on. Someone said that was a good idea and Savior said, "You should thank me, I'm the one who sacrificed my freedom!" He later whispered to me, "I hope you know I didn't really do it. In fact, I saw who did." I didn't ask him to snitch.S

Tuesday, April 13, 2010

That's Weird

So I was in my room on prep, just relaxing. Jesus pops his head in and announces, "Mr. Rice, I have diarrhea." I waited for a question or follow up. After a few seconds he says, "That's weird."

I said, "Uh-huh."

Then he left.

Thursday, April 8, 2010

Chow Time

Johanny has been at it again with the lunchtime board drawings. The recent theme has been her devouring me. I hope this cellphone pic does it justice.