March 2018 SOLC–Day 27
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Parent teacher conferences are in full swing and our school is buzzing with activity until late in the evening. Last night while waiting for a student and parent, I was straightening up the room and getting ready for today. Across the hall I saw a third grader standing with her Scholastic Book Fair swag clutched in her arms. I stepped out to say hello and she held up her poster for me to see.
“Whoa, A!” I said. “What are those?”
“Piranhas,” she announced.
“That is one scary looking poster, ” I said. “Where are you going to put it?”
She shrugged. “My sister’s one.”
I paused, uncertain what she meant, then asked, “Your sister’s one what?”
“A piranha,” she replied.
“A… piranha?” I repeated.
“Yes,” she said, simply.
Her mom, hovering nearby, smiled and interjected in a patient tone, “A., your sister is not a piranha.”
I had the feeling that this was not a new conversation.
“She likes to bite,” A stated firmly.
“Well,” her mom continued, glancing at me, somewhat flustered, “she doesn’t really bite. She just pretends to.”
“She’s a piranha,” A repeated.
“She doesn’t even have her front teeth!” her mom said.
I laughed, though I noticed that A. did not look amused or convinced. We talked a bit more about this and that. Then A. and her mom turned to head down the hall and out the door, and I turned to head into my classroom.
A. must have handed her Book Fair booty to her mom, because I suddenly felt her arms wrapped around my waist.
“Good night, Mrs. Hogan.”
“Good night, A.”
She dashed off down the hallway again to reclaim her poster and books. I walked into my classroom.
Oh, I do hope A is in my class next year!