There was never a child so lovely but his mother was glad to get him to sleep. Ralph Waldo Emerson

If you haven't time to respond to a tug at your pants leg, your schedule is too crowded. Robert Brault

Whats driving a bus like? Seventy of your kids in the back seat going to town. Mr. Brandon

Friday, September 28, 2012

“Engaging the Enemy”

As the volume between two boys started to increase it was evident that they were in a rather heated argument. As the battle of words raged on the ultimate verbal weapon was unsheathed. The “Your Momma” assault had started. The “Your Momma” insult is a powerful force to be reckoned with and not to be used casually. In the case of such lethal weapons one needs to be trained in proper usage and the appropriate time for deployment. After several exchanges I called a cease fire to explain, the “Your Momma” attack was not the weapon to use in this instance, since they were brothers, not step brothers, brothers. I left them looking at each other with very puzzled expressions on their faces. It was a lot to think about.

Thursday, September 27, 2012

“GPS”

As we are going down the road Mr. Mucus asked, “Mr. Brandon would it be ok if I did my hands like this (pointing his hands in different directions) to tell you which way you should go?” Before I can respond The Authority chimes in and clears everything up for us, “Yes, that’s called a human GPS”. He continued, “You know what GPS stands for?” And here is where his true brilliance was able to shine through. “It stands for…….Navigation System.” Never stop learning.

Wednesday, September 26, 2012

“Classic Literature”

There are lines from great literature that we all remember and recognize when we hear them. “It is a far, far better thing that I do, than I have ever done…” Tale of Two Cities. “That which we call a rose by any other name would smell as sweet.” Romeo and Juliet. “Call me Ishmael.” Moby Dick. From the first grade crowd came this literary gem. “Oh! I forgot my underwear.” from Froggy Gets Dressed. And it did not diminish in luster with the repeating, even the sixtieth repeating. Which by that time was being joined in by a chorus of little voices all ending in laughter. The classics stand the test of time.

Tuesday, September 25, 2012

“Snow Flake”

As the kindergarten girl got on the bus she looked to see if she was the first on the bus. She was not, an older girl was already on the bus and this conversation started, “Why did you have to pick up that big girl?” I replied, “Because she was standing at the road and needed a ride to school”. The conversation continued, “You have to be careful when you go by if you go by fast she will chase you.” “We call her Snow Flake, sometimes we call her Comfort Snow Flake because she makes us feel good.” “She will sometimes put her hands on you and knock you down.” “We just love her.” At this point I’m completely confused and say, “What are you talking about?” Turns out she had not listened to a word I had said and without any clue to me had changed the conversation to her dog. This explained a lot, I was wondering how to go past the big girl’s house without her chasing the bus.