Students recognizing me in the hallway on the first day of my second year.
"Good morning, Dana."
"Hi Jessica."
"My name is Ms. Shyu."
"Have a good day, Jessica."
"What are you supposed to call me, Dana? It's Ms. Shyu."
"I missed you this summer, Jessica."
Three sixth-grade girls chatting with me about how I taught another student to play piano
"Can you teach me piano too?"
"Can you teach me some art?"
"I want you to teach me how to dance."
"You should teach us cheerleading. You should be our coach. You look like you're really flexible."
Musing of a third grader on the bigger, badder eighth grade girls.
"They're so big. Look at their legs. They have fat legs. And their fat feet go 'stomp' 'stomp' 'stomp.'"
Me, on being the only Asian American person in town.
"You're so Americanized."
"Yes, I've been here ever since the birth canal."
A note from a former eighth grader (the faux-Goth student).
HI,
What's up? All I want to say is "Good Bye!" Because I might never go up there again only when I ditch or get in trouble and maybe drop out of school. That's when I will see you. So LATER DUDE. I'm just mess. I will visit you in one lifetime!!
that's great! i know one the it will recognized. :)
Posted by: writer jobs | October 03, 2011 at 10:25 AM