Hola, Amigos! You will never believe what just happened to me! As I was jumping on my bed I crossed in front of the mirror, and I saw Super Teacher! I could not let this happy happening go to waste so I scampered (Super Teachers do that right?) over to my closet and was transformed to the wonderful world of my classroom. It was dark… and scary, but I had no fear with my trusty light saber at my side. (It’s my adventure, I’ll have a light saber if I want to. Por Favor?)
I heard small shuffling noises from the reading corner. From the glow given off by said trusty light saber I was able to find the light switch and turn it on. To my delight and surprise I saw my old amigos (students) Mary Always Goodgirl (the smallest of the small ones), David Everright, Alivia Alorganized, and Helpy McHelperson (the biggest of the small ones). They ran to me saying, “Super Teacher, we are so glad you are here.” (in a perfectly complete sentence, I might add) They told me about the terrible Parachutito that came into the classroom (while they were dutifully working on their math and staying seated at their desks) and stole all of our counting frijoles. “Not our counting beans!,” I said. “Por que?”
They did not know. But they were sure they saw him heading to the gymnasium. “Vamonos!” I said, and we sang a song as we hustled to the gym.
Oh, we are all in a stupor, (clap, clap)
Parachutito made a big blooper, (clap, clap)
With light saber in hand,
Our beans we’ll demand,
Good thing our teacher is Super! (clap, clap)
(Hey, I said it before, and I’ll say it again. It’s MY adventure!)
We entered the gym and saw the mucho largo Parachutito. Super Teacher (that’s me, remember) swung the light saber and blinded Parachutito for just long enough for the small amigos to each grab an edge and shake. Soon all the frijoles were free from his evil clutches and Parachutito was lying limp and exhausted on the ground.
“Ole!” we all shouted, gathered the beans, and triumphantly marched back to our classroom. As we entered the room I saw a strange light and fell to the floor of my closet nearly hitting my cabeza, dude. Come to think of it, maybe I did hit my cabeza, dude!
Don’t worry, I’ve come to my senses. And I discovered a wonderful bit of information. Fake it until you make it really works. http://www.psychologytoday.com/blog/extreme-fear/201303/how-real-life-change-happens
Skippyjon Jones imagines himself as a brave sword-fighting chihauhau – and he really turns into one. (Really-he does!) Imagine yourself as the person you want to be a.k.a. Super Teacher. When faced with a problem, don’t ask yourself what you would do, ask yourself what Super Teacher would do. Then do it. WWSD – I can see the bracelets now, dude.
Let your imagination go wild!