E. came to school the other day with the insert from a Lady Gaga CD, and made me look at it with her. We stopped at a picture of Lady Gaga holding a jewel-encrusted microphone. E. asked me what it was, and I told her. She looked disdainfully at me and said, “that’s not her microphone, it’s her WAND.” The next day, after I teasingly called her Lady Gaga. she told me wanted to be called “First name” ”Last name” Princess Jasmine Unicorn Lady Gaga. Later, she told me “we should shorten it to just Lady Gaga.”
Sometimes, kids get mad at me. Usually they’re mad because they’re not ready to leave my small group area and go back to class. Groups only last for 15 or twenty minutes, and I’m not always the best at working in transitions. The other day, I made W. angry for some reason that I immediately forgot. Nine hours later, when I had long since gone home, my supervisor asked why he was grumpy, and he said “Hannah made me go back to class.”
