One of my favorite Fall lessons is to introduce Orff's "Carmina Burana" to my 6th graders. They are usually in need of some bombastic music - something loud with crazy text, and lots of gongs and percussion. This totally fits the bill. They eat up the history, love saying the word ORFF, and I have a blast teaching it. This particular batch of 6th graders has been extra amusing.Kid: Hey, I think I've ordered that at Taco Bell.
Me: WHAT?
Kid: Carnita Burrito.
Me: Carmina Burana!
Kid: That's what I said. Mmmm, yummy.
Me: If the men are called MONKS, what are the women called?
Kid: Monkettes.
Me: Uh...no.
Kid: Monkees.
Me: No. They're called Nuns.
Kid: Nones? There aren't any? Then why are we naming them!?
"Are nuns balds, too?"
"I always thought monks were ninjas."
"I always thought monks were ninjas."
I LOVE MY JOB!
2 comments:
Once again, made me laugh. Thanks. I hope that when I go back to teaching, I love it as much as you do.
too funny!
hey sista, I gave you a blog award on my blog today for always making me smile!
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