Annal 5: Tale from the Spelling Test

My students have a way of putting everything in perspective for me, especially when it comes to my lack of a significant other.  You have already heard some of their stories, but yesterday they reminded me yet again of why I am still single.

Yes, the shepherd boyfriend made his way into the day’s conversation.  I had to leave the classroom for a moment, and did not want to explain why to them (I do not usually discuss my need to use the washroom with my class).  This of course led them to assume that I had a secret rendezvous with said mythical man.  Obviously I am the sort of person who arranges such trysts during my Social Studies class.

One Friday night I gave one of my students a wee bit of a scare.  You see, my youngest sister hangs out with his older sisters on Friday nights, and one evening I had to go and pick her up.  However, it was a quiet Friday night where I was watching tv and wearing my slippers.  I didn’t feel like changing footwear so I ran out in my slippers.  I knocked on their door and my student answered.  He has never forgiven me scarring him with my hoodied and slippered apparel.  This came up during yesterday’s spelling tests.  The result?  I had another student look at me and state, “Ms. S, you really need a life.”

One of the spelling words on the test was “locomotive.” Naturally this would lead to my singing “Locomotion” (this is an obvious thought progression, is it not?).  After threatening to sign me up for the year end talent show one student simply shook their head and said, “Ms. S, you are some kind of freaky.”

So once again, my students put my life into perspective.  I am a freaky woman who wears slippers and needs to get a life.  Such is the life of a Christian single.

Annal 2: Tales from the Classroom

My class discovered early on in the school year that I was single.  This is not the sort of thing I discuss with students, so I am not sure how they figured it out.  Perhaps it was because of the "Ms." before my last name, or perhaps I just give off a vibe that says, "Look at me, I'm single."  Regardless, they found out about my lack of a relationship status and they think it is wonderful to remind me of this.


Once a week I offer an afterschool math help.  One day the school secretary had to call up to my room repeatedly.  Somehow the mixture of cold weather, the coming Christmas holiday, the repeated interruption, multiplication, and the fact that the Christmas play was coming up soon resulted in the mythical creature my class has dubbed "Ms. S's shepherd boyfriend."  I do not understand how this came about, but come about it did, and my class has never been able to get over it.  For the last five months I cannot have my classroom phone ring without hearing a chorus of "Oooh, it's your shepherd boyfriend."  Sounds cute, but after some days where I hear this more times than I can count on one hand, it gets to be a little much.


My students are also somewhat obsessed with my wedding.  For a while some of their journal entries were about me getting married.  Then they would ask me if I would ever consider inviting them to my wedding.  I never bring this up to them, but for some reason  it seems to consume their minds.


Today's math class topped them all for me though.  After a call from the secretary and another remark about my shepherd boyfriend, one student, the same who will from time to time inform me that I will never get married, randomly asks me, "Ms. S, when you are all done with school, can you please not become a creepy cat lady?" 


I have an imaginary boyfriend, my entire class wants to come to my wedding, but if I do not hurry up I will become the cat lady from school legends.  Such is the life of a Christian single.