Sep 14, 2011

mr. barlow, mr. barlow , mr.barlow

<>Well the kids have started talking again<>><,.i don't think the teachers let them talk so much and their friends are not listening<><>one girl said, mr. barlow we are getting divorced, and the mom walking her home from school, out of ear shot, so the girl repeats "MY MOM IS GETTING DIVORCED', now the mom has caught up and says TOO MUCH INFORMATION.,,.,.another kid says I WISH YOU WAS MY TEACHER, MR. BARLOW, YOU ARE FUNNIER THAN MY TEACHER><><><>HEARD AT MY CROSSING GUARD SPOT JUST TODAY<<>><><<><>,.,.. my bike is fastes and i can't understand why everybody beats me out of the schoo<> from a kid with his bike askew, mr. barlow you need to fix this bike<>><,.it is the only way i can get to school<><>i think what about walking???but i say bring it over to the house in 25 minutes and i'll tke a look at it >><><>mr.barlow, mr. barlow, mr.barlow<><>do you know something??????< at school today i am going to try to keep my mouth shut all day and not talk to anyone at all, the teachers, or my friends>>>do you know that is going to be hard, because i really like to talk a lot<>i just thought of something to go with the above so stated post and it is::::"be still and know that i am God"<><>speaking of slimy toads and tiddilley moths

Sep 1, 2011

trivia day><<>fluff or pooofh. OR PUUHFH,,.

have to relate friday which was WALK TO SCHOOL day<><><>do you know what that means to a school crossing gaurd????????????????????? well it is not TRIVIA<><>200 kids and 100 parents walking from three different locations at appx... the same time<>>[i almost got clipped{by a kid on a bike, yes that can be as dangerous as a mom in a car} TOMORROW IT IS GOING TO RAIN ON ME<>i have always considered sept. 1st as a trivia day<><><>i don't really know why, it seems like i haven't done anything noteworthy on that day ever<><>i really have done very little of a noteworthy nature any other day of the year as a matter of fact<><>but at my school crossing site, i have tried to take serious the problems of my patrons<><>a boy dropped his cookies in the middle of the road and was just crying his eyes out when he got to me<>how is he going to find them??>WHAT DO I do if a leave my spot???of course i don't , but what do i do???<>a kitten follows me to my spot<><>how do i handle that? a kitten keeps following me to my spot. how do i handle that??i have a unique spot where massive foot traffic traffic from three different directions confluldge together about the same time<><><>which corner gets prefferance??, and there is always some joker driving through telling me to get a life<><<>i yell back,"that is what i am trying to do"...and then the kids who still want to hold my stop sign as we and a host of others cross at the same time, and don't ever offer treats to them or their friendship will show no bounds<><>and you need to give all of them something then forever and a day<><>and then the boy who graps my pants and holds on tight as we cross, i call that contact comfort that some of them seem to need><><,.well is that enough trivia for you???oh oh, i have really stopped blogging<><>HONEST sad day has finnally come when we speak ONLY of twiddley toes and slimly wroths