you weren't a brat, you were a pistol.

i started student teaching in the 1st grade last wednesday. it has only been 3 school days so far but they have been enjoyable. i am frightened to think of what i actually have to accomplish and i have come up with the idea that i won't know what i'm doing until i'm done. last semester i learned what it was like to do what i thought was impossible...i'm sure this semester will follow similar guidelines.

tonight i got to see a wonderful documentary about children's literature from the adult perspective. it was called library of the early mind, i recommend it to anyone that ever enjoyed a book as a child or likes documentaries. we were also really lucky at bridgewater to meet the producers of the film. here is the trailer for those who are interested.


so student teaching has led me to discussing funny things from my childhood. my aunt told me that once when i was learning about compound words i said "toilet, that's a compound word!" which led my mom to say...in modern day... "metronome, metro gnome."

a picture of a metro gnome.

i'm looking forward to continue student teaching and let me know if you think of any other "compound" words.