My 7th graders and I planned a surprise birthday attack for Cynthia's 60th birthday. We made a class card, a poster that said, "Happy 34th Birthday!" and I had gifts from myself, the class, and the dogs (Isa & Gogo). Unbeknownst to me, the students brought balloons and a cake. We invaded her 1st class of the day, sang Happy Birthday, and blew bubbles and silly string. Of course, her class did not mind the disruption at all (even though I'm sure her lesson on verb tenses was riveting), and Cynthia was very surprised.

While we were planning the day before, the students asked me when my birthday was. I explained that it already passed on October 20th. A few hours after Cynthia's celebration, some of my students came to my class, giggled, and said, "Cha! Come to 7A!" I left my 1st graders unattended with strict instructions to be quiet and copy what I wrote on the board.
In class 7A, all my students waiting with a birthday cake that read, "Happy Birthday Kari! 20-2-2014." I thought it was funny that they wrote the current date on it. Since there were about 20 students in there, I had to cut the slices really small. Some of the kids didn't want a piece, but the boys were kind enough to finish off the leftovers. They also brought a platter filled with mangoes, star fruit, and Cambodian apples.
I could only imagine the chaos that must be taking place in my 1st grade classroom during all this, and expected the worst when I rushed back. Instead, I found two boys standing in front of the board, teaching class. They were making the class recite, "big N, small n. N sounds like nnnnnn... N is for nose."
For unexplained reasons, Laum announced that Friday was a holiday. We celebrated Cynthia's actual birth date with more cake and silly string. Have I mentioned that silly string is a requirement at any celebration? The more they manage to get on the recipient and the cake, the better.
This poor little guy had no idea what was going on.
While we were planning the day before, the students asked me when my birthday was. I explained that it already passed on October 20th. A few hours after Cynthia's celebration, some of my students came to my class, giggled, and said, "Cha! Come to 7A!" I left my 1st graders unattended with strict instructions to be quiet and copy what I wrote on the board.
In class 7A, all my students waiting with a birthday cake that read, "Happy Birthday Kari! 20-2-2014." I thought it was funny that they wrote the current date on it. Since there were about 20 students in there, I had to cut the slices really small. Some of the kids didn't want a piece, but the boys were kind enough to finish off the leftovers. They also brought a platter filled with mangoes, star fruit, and Cambodian apples.
I could only imagine the chaos that must be taking place in my 1st grade classroom during all this, and expected the worst when I rushed back. Instead, I found two boys standing in front of the board, teaching class. They were making the class recite, "big N, small n. N sounds like nnnnnn... N is for nose."
For unexplained reasons, Laum announced that Friday was a holiday. We celebrated Cynthia's actual birth date with more cake and silly string. Have I mentioned that silly string is a requirement at any celebration? The more they manage to get on the recipient and the cake, the better.
This poor little guy had no idea what was going on.
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