Dong Chin and Im Sorry

So this may sound ridiculous, but I feel the need to apologize to every elementary teacher I ever had; when I finish with them I will begin to apologize to the middle and high school teachers one by one:
“I am sorry I didn’t pay attention.”
“I am VERY sorry I never did my homework.”
“I am sorry I ever got caught lying about what I did and did not do.”
“I am sorry for thinking I knew more and knew better than you did.”
“I am sorry that I was a conniving, sweet tempered and innocent looking, but conniving all the same child.”

I did become better as I got older with being a good student, but really I just became better at hiding my bad qualities (see the last apology)…

What brought this on? Kindergarteners and Middle schoolers! It is now my fourth week. I arrived a month ago last Monday; and I just discovered how much my kindergarteners have been able to fool me into thinking they knew and understood more than they actually do. In reality one or two really know what they are doing and the rest copy them and/or are really good at guessing what I want them to say. I realized that today and feel a total fool about some of it.

My kids have come a very long way in these past four weeks. I cannot believe the improvement in a couple of them. And now I am beginning to find a groove, refine my style and know who they are and what to expect out of each of them for different things. They are also finally beginning to respond to me; knowing who I am and what I expect throughout each activity.

In other news today was my first actually experience with the dreaded Dong Chin (spelling)…It is an evil device that Korean children LOVE. The Dong Chin is: putting your hands together and interlocking your fingers, but keep your pointers locked tight outward then ram it up some ones butt-hole. Oh, but it gets way better: they don’t really care if it is always your butt-any orifice that they should not be touching that they can get those little fingers up in will do. And they tag team you so you have three or four kids per orifice at a time sometimes.

Until today I had only heard of it, but then Brooke’s six year old first years where in the playroom when I took my kids down (who had been exceptionally good today) and was attached by one, so I got her back and she retaliated again and then her friends came to her rescue. By the afternoon word must have spread because one of Chris’s five year olds did it and then even one of my students gave me a parting Dong! I wonder why today was the day it was unleashed upon me and think that maybe my butt just looked that damn good.