Originally posted by reader1107Nothing that has to do with academics. 🙂 Sorry...
(school age 8 turning 9 during the year)
Really. I'm about to start my fifth year of teaching third grade, but it's been a long time since I remember being a third grade student. Nothing I remember has anything to do with academics. So what do you remember?
Originally posted by reader1107bowman might be able to say something, he's still in third grade... he can't get down those factors i remember division and multiplying, how it was scary and lonely
Then tell me the non-academics. Did you do anything fun in the classroom that didn't involve tormenting another student? That's what I want to know about.
Originally posted by reader1107Are there bullies at that age? 😲
Then tell me the non-academics. Did you do anything fun in the classroom that didn't involve tormenting another student? That's what I want to know about.
In the classroom it was mostly serious stuff, but we had lots of breaks, excursions and swimming classes so it went along easily. I talked too much during classes at that age, so the teacher wasn't too happy about it.
Like I said, most of my memories are in recess or outside the school.
Originally posted by reader1107I remember in the spring of third grade I was finally able to consistently toss a basketball high enough to make some baskets.
Then tell me the non-academics. Did you do anything fun in the classroom that didn't involve tormenting another student? That's what I want to know about.
I said, "I thought I knew everything about math; I guess I was wrong" after learning about pi. I was WAY off...
The badass of our grade got his head shaved and ears pierced. We all thought it was really cool.
Anonymous love notes started to circulate.
We all played pokemon on our game boys whenever we could, and popularity was based upon how well you were doing in the game.
I spent many recesses indoors due to talking out.
A snowball fight I was in was dealt with very seriously and my parents got involved. It seemed like I was in huge trouble at the time.
I learned my first lesson in utilitarian morality when I decided to take the fall for a mess at lunch instead of making everyone take the same punishment as me.
I was told by the teacher that by the time I was forty, I will have either destroyed the earth or made a ton of money.