Camber's kindergarten teacher's discipline system is very simple: if you behave, you get a green card for the day and if you don't, you get a yellow. One can earn a dreaded yellow card by committing any of the following infractions:
* Not listening
* Not cooperating
* Not doing one's work
* Not staying in one's seat
I for one am very glad that I am not in kindergarten because some of these rules are very hard to follow...for some people anyway.
The day that my husband and I knew was coming came earlier than we expected. I knew something was up yesterday when Camber came flying off the school bus and straight into my arms.
"What's wrong?" I asked her.
"I think I know," said Kellen right away.
"Mind your own business," I told him.
"Camber got a yellow card!!!" sang Cortlen.
Camber started to cry.
"It's a good thing that I got a million green cards at preschool today," continued Cortlen.
"Me too," chirped Kellen.
"You don't have green cards at preschool," I reminded the star students, "And I'm not kidding about minding your own business."
I had to wait for the perfect angels--with their zillion green cards between them--to be distracted by a squirrel who was stuck in a storm drain to get the scoop about what happened at school that day. The details are little fuzzy, but from what I can gather, it involved a box of jumbo crayons, some snatching, and two lonely nostrils.
Of course I was not happy about the yellow card, so I made Camber write an apology note to her teacher. I figured that that, plus having to spend the rest of the afternoon being not so tactfully reminded of one's mistake by two heavenly creatures was punishment enough.
* Not listening
* Not cooperating
* Not doing one's work
* Not staying in one's seat
I for one am very glad that I am not in kindergarten because some of these rules are very hard to follow...for some people anyway.
The day that my husband and I knew was coming came earlier than we expected. I knew something was up yesterday when Camber came flying off the school bus and straight into my arms.
"What's wrong?" I asked her.
"I think I know," said Kellen right away.
"Mind your own business," I told him.
"Camber got a yellow card!!!" sang Cortlen.
Camber started to cry.
"It's a good thing that I got a million green cards at preschool today," continued Cortlen.
"Me too," chirped Kellen.
"You don't have green cards at preschool," I reminded the star students, "And I'm not kidding about minding your own business."
I had to wait for the perfect angels--with their zillion green cards between them--to be distracted by a squirrel who was stuck in a storm drain to get the scoop about what happened at school that day. The details are little fuzzy, but from what I can gather, it involved a box of jumbo crayons, some snatching, and two lonely nostrils.
Of course I was not happy about the yellow card, so I made Camber write an apology note to her teacher. I figured that that, plus having to spend the rest of the afternoon being not so tactfully reminded of one's mistake by two heavenly creatures was punishment enough.
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