On the first day of Heritage classes this year, I was sitting outside Mrs. Miller’s Prima Latina class and about laughed myself silly overhearing some of what was going on in there. I was not laughing at her teaching, but at her amazing ability to exercise self-control in the face of hilarity - she has a whole class of 5-6 year olds. Better her than me.
I had written these down when we got home from classes, but had forgotten about it. Here are some highlights:
The kids were asked to give their name and something about themselves that they wanted to class to know:
“This isn’t my actual hair. My hair is really straight and sticks out like this” So, he had a wig on, eh? I couldn’t see around the curtain but I was dying to.
“My favorite color is black, white, red and yellow”
“My favorite color is camo” (true Montanan)
There are a set of twins in the class, so regarding twins some comments ensued, “they are born at the same time; one comes out and then the other and they just ‘bloop’ right out together” (um, nope. No blooping at all. obviously SOMEONE has never been in labor!)
Mrs. Miller – “who knows anything about Latin? What people speak Latin now?” student: “you!” (observant! She IS the teacher!)
Have any of you studied ancient Rome? “I’ve studied American Indians!”
“I changed my name and I want you to call me my new name. Eric-kai. Hm. I wonder if his mother knows?? His name isn’t even Eric.