After a lengthy conversation about how I am not 53 years old (same age as Mr. Frank) and that I turn 34 on Sunday, this happened in class yesterday:
Me: So, what’s special about Sunday?
Students: No school!
Students: It’s fall!
Exasperated student: It’s your birthday.
Me (rolling eyes): Finally! Anyway.. so on Friday, before the homecoming parade, I plan to bring brownies and we can eat those while we journal.
Students: (Clapping, very excited about snacks in class)
Me: Alright, alright, we all love brownies — so, let’s not do anything in class that will make me not want to make them, OK?
Students: (All nod in fervent agreement)
Me: For the next few days, I need you to make sure you’re not acting foolish because on Friday, we want to eat brownies in honor of…? (paused for them to answer)
Students: The Weekend!
Students: Uh, Anne Frank?
Me (shaking my head): Really?!