My students are so funny.
We are at a K-8 school, so I have known my eighth graders since my first year, when they were in second grade. They used to be so little and adorable, now they are big and adorable. Most of them seriously tower over me (despite evidence to the contrary, I’m not very tall).
Anyway, since we are a French immersion program, my students began taking English class in second grade. I was the first English teacher many of them had, and will be their last one at the school.
Throughout the years, I have become super-close to these amazing kids and their families. Our school is truly a family in many ways.
Last year, the “family” took a very humorous turn. At a middle school basketball tournament (6th grade vs. 7th grade vs. 8th grade), I was joking with one of the seventh graders (now in 8th), and told her that she acted like a grandma. She insisted from that moment on, that I refer to her as “Grandma,” so she has been Grandma ever since.
Once the word got out, a sixth grader wanted me to call her Grandma as well. That makes two grandmas.
Grandma #1 extended the family by telling me that she has a “sister,” not her real sister, mind you, who is in third grade or something. Grandma 1’s “sister” is another girl in her grade. She has insisted I refer to her as Great Auntie.
Grandma #2 has a “daughter,” who is, ironically, a few months older than she is. This is Mommy. So Mommy and Grandma #2 are 12. Stay with me, people.
I won’t go through the rest of the family history, but I now have a few uncles, some brothers, a sister, a Great Grandma, a Great Grandma Auntie, and a neighbor…lol, that last one had me scratching my head. It’s hard to keep them straight, so I refer to them all collectively as “old people,” when I can’t remember.
All this is to set up the punchline for the big laugh of the night. I received an email notification, that an Edmodo post had come in. Here is the screenshot (name blurred out).