What time is it?

Well the fourth grade class and I have hit that time of year where we are praying and hoping for snow. School gets a little crazy because we may be in class for a full week or just one day. So far, we have been in school two days this week, and tomorrow is up in the air. I would lay to say I'm secretly hoping for a 2 hour delay, but I'm not very secretive about that fact. Although, being a short week, this has been a hard week for getting up in the morning, these days off spoil me.

I guess it is time to get started with my funny story of the day. I really should try and do this every day. So, in my class I have this clock on the wall. You know the standard black analog clock you see in most classrooms. I was excited at the beginning of the year when I was given the clock because I used it to replace the old clock, which was promoting some odd brand of medication. It just didn't fit right in the classroom. Well, the black clock started off well, but then the battery died. I put in a new battery and after about a month, the battery died. I put in another new battery, by the next week the time was off. After replacing a number batteries I have decided, I just don't want to keep putting new batteries in the clock.

I have been fine with not having a big clock working in the classroom and have resorted to using my cell phone to keep track of time. This has also made me skilled at guessing the time, sometimes I can get the time correct down to the minute. My students on the other hand, you know how kids constantly want to know how long until lunch, are not enjoying not having the correct time on the classroom clock. Now, I constantly hear, "Ms. J. what time is it?" Jokingly I will sometimes say, "time for you to get a watch."

This little saying can get kind of catchy. I once had at least half the class say it to one of the repeat time askers. Today though Alexander wanted to know the time. Alexander likes to ask the time a lot, so he has heard "time for you to get a watch," a number of times. So, being the smart boy that he is, he decided to try a new approach. He walks to me and says, "Ms. J. I'm sorry I keep meaning to buy a watch when my family goes shopping, but I always forget, so can you tell me what time it is?" I laughed and told Alexander he does not to buy a watch. Maybe tomorrow I should try putting a new battery in the clock.

P.S. Agnes has found my blog and she knows her character name. :)