Then today I let ten students stand around and watch one student turn me into a kitty cat with her "traveling makeup bag."
Whoops. My bad.
Let me attempt to explain.
Several weeks ago, one of my 8th graders came in giggling because a high school friend of hers had showed her a picture on her phone of a day two years ago when I let her paint a dot on my nose and whiskers on my cheeks. I can't remember what my rationale was that time, but when my current student said, "Can we do that too?" I told her, "Ask me on Halloween."
And then I forgot all about it.
But she didn't. Neither did any of the other girls in the class. So today they showed up with that traveling makeup bag and oodles of enthusiasm. It's the last period of the day. It's a small class. It's Halloween. They did what they were supposed to do for the first half hour of class.
Me: I've never had my eyebrows done before!
What was the educational value of those ten minutes? I will freely admit that the learning was minimal--oh all right, it was non-existant. But there is other value to be found in a classroom, and in life. For ten minutes, my students were in charge, and I was passive. For ten minutes, we did something that I am not very good at, but they are. For ten minutes, we were shoulder to shoulder and laughing together.
For ten minutes, we had fun and enjoyed each others' company.
And that was no waste of time.
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