Saturday, May 7, 2011

Reasons I love teaching #1

Confirmation season is upon us once again and we are overdosing on the Holy Spirit. So far this week we have explored
  • symbols of the Holy Spirit
  • the seven gifts of the Holy Spirit
  • the nine fruits of the Holy Spirit
  • choosing of new confirmation names etc. etc. etc.
So when it came to Friday afternoon I had reached saturation point.
God only knows how the poor kids were feeling.
We were once again in the throes of Pentecost when I decided "Enough is Enough"
and not in a blasphemous way, but in a Friday feeling way!
For some reason I was reminded of this clip of the French mime artist, Jerome Murat, a pure genius. So we closed the blinds, put on the Interactive whiteboard and sat back and watched.

The kids couldn't believe that it was done without computer enhancement of Matrixesque proportions.
"Nope. It's all down to talent, practise and a hint of genius"
all traits I am trying to foster in them....and in myself!!!
I was called out to the hall for a few minutes. When I returned I knew something was up. When will students realise, that when a teacher enters her classroom and all her little dears are sitting innocently at their desks working diligently, that she immediately knows that something is afoot!!
I got to the top of the class, turned around and was greeted by the sight of.....

It was the funniest thing I have seen in ages. After we had all stopped laughing, a muffled voice was heard from "the chest".
"Hey, this would be a great act for "Baconstown's got Talent." end-of-year show.
Immediately everyone jumped in with suggestions of what they could do. Much practise and hilarity ensued.
If anyone was passing my room they would have thought it was mayhem inside.
It was, but it was organised mayhem...the best kind.
Before we knew it, the hometime bell rang. As they streamed out the door, one of them turned and said the immortal words
"Miss, that was the best class......EVER!
And it was. No disrespect to the Holy Spirit. I don't know about your God, but mine has a wicked sense of humour! He had an ould chuckle Himself!
And we will get back on track next week.....honest!