Since the '80s many primary schools have celebrated either 100th day or 101st day. It usually involves bringing in that number of items, counting, measuring, a party and all sorts of fun things. They work up to it all year with activities, so the kids are awfully excited.
My kid story does not really relate to that day, but rather to the 101 part. My first year at East Clinton in Huntsville, there was a kindergarten teacher who chose the whole 101 Dalmations theme for her class. The movie was big that year, so I figure she probably had to win the theme lottery or something to get that priviledge. Anyhow, her mother made her a black and white polka dot dress, the room had everything 101 Dalmation and each child had a dalmation name tag. When the afternoon bell rang, all the teachers who did not have homerooms were in the hall to help the little punkins get where they belonged. I heard two little girls talking. One girl asked the other what her teacher's name was. The second girl answered that she didn't know, but she was in that Damnation room. Yes, read that word carefully, it's funny. I assume she went to a rather fundamental church, or had a parent who used that word a lot. Art Linkletter certainly had it right when he said "Kids say the Darndest Things." I really miss that now that I am retired.
Speaking of stories, where are you people with your food quirks? I'm almost ready to believe you are boring eaters, but that can't be true, can it?
Today was English class after a two week hiatus, one for break and one so people could attend Del's conference. My advanced class stayed away in droves, I think because Daiva had assigned them a rather heavy assignment of translating one of their favorite legends, myths or fairy tales in to English to share with the class. I would have skipped, too. The ones who had prepared something did a great job. I'm not so sure the beginning class knew what to make of the hokey pokey, but I'll bet they won't forget shoulder and elbow from now on.
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