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They Said I Did Not Have To Know Music

A spider a day keeps the apple away. A spider a day makes the day oh so gray! A spider a day, so it must be almost May! At the top of our lungs now, everybody sing. Spider! Spider! Spider! Another teacher runs in. What are you doing? Teaching them a new song. Who are you? I am a substitute teacher who kept trying not to take this job. Why did you take it? They told me I did not have to know music to be the music teacher today. Stern look now. Where are the lesson plans? I hand them over. It says play this on the piano, play this on the guitar, and teach the 6th graders how to read musical scores. The teacher looks at me, looks at the sixth graders, and says carry on. I think you are doing a heck of a job. We start marching next.

Copyright © | Year Posted 2018




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Date: 12/20/2018 9:05:00 PM
I about died laughing reading this one, Caren. I can just picture it all happening. Hilarious! :) gw
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Caren Krutsinger
Date: 12/21/2018 6:11:00 AM
It got worse the next day when they sent me into the gym as a coach without a whistle and 4 classrooms of high school students who were all taller than me and did not even NOTICE me. I sat down and watched them for an hour, hoping no one would be killed.
Date: 12/19/2018 11:24:00 AM
Now that is so cute. Great poem.
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Caren Krutsinger
Date: 12/19/2018 2:00:00 PM
I was a substitute teacher for awhile. Horrible thing to do!
Date: 12/19/2018 9:56:00 AM
Bwahahaha "...Carry on. I think you are doing a heck of a job." Now we know what the REAL job of a substitute teacher is! ;D
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Rhona Mcferran
Date: 12/19/2018 4:37:00 PM
Which is hard enough to do... like herding puppies!
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Caren Krutsinger
Date: 12/19/2018 2:00:00 PM
Right; all we have to do is try to keep them in the room.

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