Like, seriously

My little ducklings say the funniest things...one of my former students is oddly complimentary. She's now in first grade. So she walks up to me today and says "Ms.****Ilikeyourskirt,Ilikeyourhair,Ilikeyourearrings!" Real fast. Maybe you had to be there...but it's like bullets out of a machine gun. Bambambam. IlikeIlikeIlike! She cracks me up. Of course back in my classroom, my little chulo is shushing me. No, YOU be quiet. Teeth sucking follows.

I'm also teaching after school classes to groups of spanish-speaking kiddos who are learning english. So I brush up on my spanish with them. One comes up to me and tells me they like my shirt...it's got a print of Where The Wild Things Are on it. I said, "Me gusta libros sobre ninos traviosos, porque era una nina traviosa!" Thankfully they understand my broken spanish. But they look at me like, "teachers were naughty??" Why are we on a pedestal? Then another one walks by and compliments my tattoo. Aaaaaand scene. Today was a good day.

Grad school topics tonight included dialects, language proficiency and dominance. I decided to no longer correct my friend who says "sang-witch" for sandwich in my head and to stop worrying about my slight overuse of the word like. Like as in I'm always like thinking to myself "like you say like to much and it like makes you sound all like Valley girl except not the Rio Grande Valley but the San Luis Obisbo Valley and you're not even like from there you like grew up a couple hours south of the Valley so like hellllloooooo stop sounding so like dumb!"