This is an acrostic poem my student, Bianca, wrote about me this week:
Every line cracks me up harder than the last.
Her third-grade self is pretty hilarious.
The other day, she was taking a lap around the track, and midway through her lap, at the opposite end, I see her stop. Just plain halt and lean against the fence. It took her 5 minutes to pry herself away from the fence and make her way back to us. I saw she was pink and crying.
"Bianca, what happened?" I asked.
I thought she was going to say she hurt her ankle, foot, knee, wrist, shoe, broke a fingernail, etc.
"I miss my friend," she responded.
"You miss your friend?! You suddenly thought about your friend right in the middle of your lap around the track?"
"Uh-huh."
:)
That's my Bianca for you...
..she writes killer poetry. ;)
xOxO,
