This past week something amazing happened: the chicks in my classroom hatched.
I've been worried about whether or not they'd make it since I first found out that I'd be doing a chick unit back in August...and the fuzzy munchkins managed to break out of the eggs!
An even bigger shocker for me was how much I LOVED teaching the egg/chick unit. Probably my favorite part of the year so far.
We learned about the parts of the egg, observed eggshells (betchya didn't know they're porous), looked at the chicks' and embryos' development each day. Yes, the kiddos were crazy excited about the arrival of the chicks. Having them walk around our meeting area rug was the highlight of each day this week...but for next year, I'll have to work on a way to control the enthusiasm and keep their eagerness levels down a bit. The chickies are so fluffy though, I really can't blame 'em.
I guess the life lesson learned from all this was to always expect the unexpected. The unit I've been dreading all year turned out to be one of my favorites so far.
When I was 4, my parents got me a few yellow chicks to keep as pets. I'd never seen something so fuzzy or so cute before. Unfortunately, they didn't survive long in my presence. They were so adorable that I literally hugged them all to death :(
I don't know WHY my parents didn't stop me, but that's the way the cookie crumbled that day. I was worried that karma would come back and peck me in the toosh and my classroom chicks wouldn't hatch, but thank goodness they made it!
Now, if I can get them back to the farm for our field trip Monday we'll be home free.
No comments:
Post a Comment