I'm enjoying a young blog called The Lead Goose by Scott Jones. On Tuesdays Scott always shares a tune and a story. I'm not sure if the idea originates on his blog, but it is the first place I have seen it. As I was driving to school today I heard the song, Happy by Pharrell Williams. I don't know what it is about this song, but it makes me happy. I doubt anyone can listen to it without starting to feel the happiness rise from her/his toes. I knew as soon as I heard it the day would be filled with happiness.
The Happiness of a Stinky Lunch
I hurried to get my lunch and get back to the classroom after recess duty. I was looking forward to our Slice of Life lunch. It would be nice to have extra time to chat with students participating in our Slice of Life Challenge. I couldn't wait to hear about how their writing was going and to share tips with one another.
It wasn't long until I heard them coming down the hall. They chatted as they came into the classroom, getting their lunches from their book bags. We started a circle on the floor and began to pull out the contents of our lunches. Taggart excitedly pulled out strawberries and raspberries. Grace was thrilled to find she had not one, but two, packages of Gushers. Students who were buying began to come into the classroom with their lunches too. We made room for everyone in our circle.
I pulled out my salad and began to peel back the plastic cover. We were laughing and talking when a terrible smell reached my nose. What was that I wondered? The smell was strong and unpleasant. It didn't take me long to realize it was my salad. Apparently the cheese was a little stronger than I imagined. I lightheartedly apologized to everyone for the smell.
Of course, right away the kids on both sides of me started to laugh and hold their nose. Before I knew it everyone was fanning in front of their noses and, of course, asking to smell it. The joy of stinky food. I jokingly said, "I think I know what my slice of life was going to be: Stinky Lunch." They facetiously agreed and my lunch quickly became the topic for everyone's slice of life (Madeline wrote about it here). Funny how a few first graders and a stinky lunch can fill a room with happiness.