Frog Applause by Teresa Burritt for March 31, 2012

Miss Muffet? Miss Muffet! Who were you talking to out there? Now get back into your classroom! Your pupils are restless!

I spent three of the best years of my life in Grade Five.

I was so nervous the morning I graduated from 5th grade that I couldn’t shave.

6th grade is the scariest.

How about defusing road side bombs in Afghanistan?

i drove a school buss full of middle schoolers for four years…NOTHING scares me…

cant be a photo of me.i don’t own a tie…

Nothing was scarier than my 5th grade teacher. What a witch!

It’s because she doesn’t have her tuffet…

How about high school freshman science?

Lots of scary stuff on the web.

I had a very attractive teacher who always wore form fitting sweaters. She found a higher calling and quit teaching to become a go-go dancer.

That cyclist in the blog seems to be completely invisible, not just the part in the title.

My sister used to come down from her room and order me to go up and kill spiders or centipedes or other multilegged creatures. I’d go up, make some noise, then come back downstairs and tell her I got it. Sometimes I said I couldn’t find it and it was hiding in wait for her. I should have put a black widow in her bed.

I’m going out on a limb here, and saying that “Wood and Metal” looked… well… pornographic. They say “to the pure all things are pure;” I suppose this means my mind is in the gutter.

The 8 months I taught 4th-5th grade combination are the stuff of nightmares. =shudder=

Ha!!! I taught middle-school for over 30 years – 6th thru 8th. I would have defused bombs with my bare teeth some days. You know what scares me now? Everything!

Ever smell the breath of somebody who was eating curds and whey? I wouldn’t sit there either.