My classroom

 Tour de Laura's classroom.

This is our Red Ribbon Week door. The kids wrote their natural highs on the clouds. Yes, those are clouds.

We made texture turkeys. Implied and tactile texture.

Vampire stomach turkey

Peacock turkey

I teach 5th and 6th graders.

Crying because he's going to be eaten?

Texture swan

Right now our Dia de los Muertos chalk pastel calacas are up. It's blacker than the night in there! Those are their journal boxes.

The desks are in weird positions because the music teacher, who I share a room with, moves them.

There's the desk :)

love them!

Muffin cat is their to inspire and motivate the students. And there's Ferdinand the bull.

Darth Vader!

 So that's my classroom. I don't know what else to say about it. If you have questions, feel free to ask :)

Give them time, let um bloom.

I will not explain.

Indians ain't supposed to smile like that...get stoic.

Sometimes you have impossible day dreams to fulfill the need for romantic attachment.

Sometimes you have a crush.

  

Sometimes you are getting over someone.

Sometimes you're on the prowl.

Sometimes there are no men to pursue or crush on.

But you don't feel sad that there's nothing, you feel like this:

My romantic life is a barren wonderland. 

Sometimes it's nice to not have romantic anything for anyone. Sometimes it's nice to hug the warm salt and appreciate that there are no interesting plants or bugs crawling around to distract you. The solitude and sound of the Earth are enough. Friends are all you want, and all you need. You see the crazy all around you, and indulge in the nothingness.

This last picture is simply here to disturb you.