So I have this one particular group of first graders that I think are quite lovely. As they were working hard today sorting words by their vowel sounds one of these sweeties piped up and said, “When I grow up I want to be a baseball player.” In true first grade fashion, they were quick to pipe in about their career ambitions. “I want to be a ‘You-Tuber’ “. “I want to be a ballerina teacher.” “I want to own a farmers market.” “I want to chase monsters.”
So I chimed in, “What should Miss Schwartz be when she grows up?” After a quizzical look (probably thinking geez lady you are already a grown up) I had two suggestions offered. One was a veterinarian. Not bad, I like animals. The other little person felt that I should just stay home. Not sure how I feel about that last one. Do they think I should retire? Or that I have worked hard all these years and I should rest? Oh these first graders! So silly!