Profe! Profe! Camille is down.

I have to start rationing my hugs at school. Today I was literally pulled to the ground by 20 little six year olds. I have no idea how to discipline these precious little things. I mean they chant and cheer when I walk in, so secretly, I don't want to discourage this habit, I love being loved. But at the same time I think the English teachers may be getting annoyed of the chaos when I'm around. All of the children were told that I don't speak Spanish to discourage them from trying to speak to me only in Spanish. As I was tackled I tried to shoo them off me using simple English that they might understand, "Ok ok enough, please stop, back to your seats, please please". Of course, they did not understand. I also don't have a very stern voice so I think they might have thought I was encouraging them. The teacher stood behind me and watched this whole debachle. And then yelled at the students in Spanish and told them that Camille told her if they continued acting out then she wouldnt ever come back. I was like wait, I didn't say that. I like the wild rumpus......

I also brought Ginger today so that was extra exciting and I put post-it notes on her "head" "shoulders" "knees" and "toes" and then, we had a song to learn our new words! I really enjoyed class today.

xoxo.