(Relating to the adventures of a finger and other surprising facts.)

So last week I was teaching in my largest elementary school, over 800 students. They set the "classroom" up in the gym and all the students of one grade are crammed into this space while having to sit in rows. The one and only time in my life that I must be standing behind a microphone comes during my trips to this school. Doesn't really sound like any enjoyable English lesson, right? Well, I still try to get 'em exciting by making 'em do jumping jacks and frog jumps. But there is little to no interaction with each kid. I had fifth graders that day, about 115 in my class. As I was talking and looking around the crowd, I spotted this boy. He was hard at it with his finger up his nose!!! hahaha It was hard to keep a straight face or a steady voice as I continued teaching. I couldn't help but venture another look in his direction a few moments later. Still at it!!! Wow, teaching in elementary school really takes me back...I spent the remainder of the lesson reminiscing about my days as a school gurl. There was always one kid (usually a boy ^_^!!) who had the reputation for the desk with the booger-covered underside. I'd always hate to sit at one of those desks and accidentally touch the rock-solid scratchy bottom. Ok, ok, I know I'm getting a little graphic here...but they are fabulous memories. So now I can easily say I have no desire to see or feel the underside of this kid's chair...this discovery is left for the unlucky adventurer!!!!