I have this 20-something rock chick in my Saturday morning English conversation class. Always interesting to talk with her about whatever subject we discuss that day, even though we are totally opposites.
Today she had to attend other classes, but she still walked in "just to say ‘hello’ " and that she would miss me and our weekly encounter. I’ve had a smile on my face ever since.
I play music when my 3rd graders work on their writing. I usually play Mozart. Last week I played American Beauty. They loved it. Today I played a live version of “Fire on the Mountain.” The kids, from the Congo, Cameroon, Afghanistan and Chuuk started spontaneously to sing to chorus together and left the classroom chanting, “Fire. Fire on the mountain.”