Crepe Paper. Balloons. Poems.
You see the title of this blog -- ? Huh, you mutants?
When I returned today with 'FIVE HOLES IN MY ABDOMEN" -- were any of my current students concerned enough to write me a note, download pictures of Steve Burton from the Internet, decorate my desk, send me get well wishes, make me dinner, or blow up balloons?
The answer would be a big fat FIVE HOLES IN THE ABDOMEN No.
Thank you ANNA, KATIE, NIKI, and LAURA, G.A. Class of "08. Muah.
With all that said, I didn't realize how physically exhausting teaching is -- when I got home, I had to lie down. I missed General Hospital, but that's okay cause recently their dialogue sounds like yours:
Sam: I don't know, Jason. I think the Russians were speaking Russian.
Jason: *blink, blink, stare, stare*
Sam: Uh, I think the Russians might hide little Jake at the Russian Roadhouse.
Jason: *blink, blink* (looks hot)
I guess at some point this blog should be about your assignments and not the FIVE HOLES I HAVE IN MY ABDOMEN.
Tomorrow: Voc 8 is due. Discuss Emerson and Thoreau.
Friday: Finish Thoreau. Review for test.
Monday: Major Test -- Cooper to Thoreau. Notebook check -- 164,000 items.
Vocabulary Test 8 next Wednesday, December 10.
Jess: I'm glad you're back, Mrs. Gillham, and I'm glad I'm on the blog.
Maddie: Me too. I mean, I'm glad you're back, and I'm on the blog.
Carter: I'm always on the blog.
Phillip: Me too.
Carter: Have you ever thought of why we are always on the blog?
Phillip: I try not to think.
Carter: Me too.
Erika: Uh, Mrs. Gillham, I drew you a picture.
Mrs. Gillham: But I told you what to draw.
Erika: *erases the five holes in Mrs. Gillham's abdomen and adds eleven more*
Girl Taylor: Uh, you're up to like nine times you mentioned that you had five holes in your abdomen.
Emilee: Make that ten.
Girl Taylor: No, she has five holes in her abdomen.
Emilee: 11.
Space Cadet: What are you countin'?
Girl Taylor: How many times "five holes in my abdomen" was mentioned by GIllham.
Emilee: 12
That's all I got.
NSB, NSB 2, Jersey, Buffalo, KMHS media center -- it's a good thing I got you guys .... cause you appreciate a good story. These students, not so much.
Blog Readers in Unison: Only not.
You forgot to comment about Josh's story and the campaign lady. You should find a picture of a lady in a corner with posters and stuff with Jim Martin's picture...and make it so that she is on the phone saying, "Your Tragic!" Or better yet I will get either Stephanie or Theresa to draw a picture for you.
Posted by: steff | December 03, 2008 at 09:08 PM
Golly gee! I invaded your second period between classes to welcome you back, and do I get a "muah"?! No. I even tried to kidnap Searcy to come along as well. He wouldn't come though, obviously... Maybe I'll get a balloon...or picture...or sacrifice like Ezra or Searcy for ya' tomorrow... We'll see...
If this gets "approved by the author", then I have to say to any other blog readers, you all are going to love this time period. Thoreau to me looks like Gene Wilder, especially in the picture the big huge lit book gave us. But that's my opinion. Nobody cares about my opinion, right?
That's all from me. I have to make my hair all bad and stuff.
Welcome back again, Gillham!! =)
Posted by: Bad Hair Spice | December 03, 2008 at 09:09 PM
i think mattie is to nice to tell you,
buutttttt.....
you're spelling her name wrong. it's mattie.
your welcome mattie :)
Posted by: space cadet | December 03, 2008 at 09:31 PM
Ah yes, I did forget the big obnoxious ballons this morning! Sorry...maybe some Hershey's will make up for that!
Posted by: Caitlyn | December 03, 2008 at 10:13 PM
Keep making those comments!
Posted by: Frederic | December 03, 2008 at 10:21 PM
We do appreciate a good story, and we missed you.
Posted by: KMHS media center | December 04, 2008 at 09:55 AM
13..14..15..99!!!!
Posted by: Emilee | December 05, 2008 at 08:47 PM