Hiding my giggles

Wiggles had a good one on Monday.

In science we are learning all about plants: parts, flowers, seeds, what they need. All that jazz. We are doing an experiment to test what plants need to survive. We have one mum plant that is getting water and sun. One that is getting sun but no water. And another that is getting water but no sun. when I bought the plants, their soil was REALLY wet. It took about 10 days (on last Friday) for us to finally see a change in the plant getting sun but no water. i…we were very excited to see a change. We were also excited to see what it was going to look like when we came back to school on Monday.

Guess what I discovered when I got to school this morning (other than my students’ desks being rearranged). Our yellow mum (the one whose destiny was set for death) was alive and kicking!!! WHAT?????? HOW DID THIS HAPPEN?!?!?!

Well, J, the other teacher and I, figured that it had to be our new custodian. She is a grandma. Of course she would water a droopy, dying plant.

So at our morning meeting today, I pulled out our resurrected mum. The kiddos were choked. We brainstormed ideas of what happened, and then started think about how we could catch the culprit.

This is where Wiggles comes in. here is his idea: “Ms. Stoltz. We should get a dragon. Then, when the person comes in, the dragon could get them.” I say, “Well, Wiggles, wouldn’t that destroy our whole room.” He responded with, “You just have to find a dragon with a smaller flame, Ms. Stoltz, so it just gets the person.”

I giggled.