My son told school we had ordered two hamsters for staff

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DS overheard me telling DH I had ordered two hampers for his teacher and class TA as a thank you gift.

DS was very pleased and told his teacher two hamsters are being delivered tomorrow.

I mean …

Sincere thanks to all amazing EYFS teachers and TAs. Honestly can’t believe how much ds has learned this year.

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Well, following a remark I made aged about 3, droplets of water on a window have always been known as “condemnation” in our house!
Also, if I were a teacher, I’d much rather receive a hamster than a hamper!

Yes my sister was a reception teacher for years
If she ever bumped into a child in her class at weekend etc they were most confused as to why she wasnt at school and that she had her own children

Reminds me of the 'recipe' song that was very popular with my daughter when she first went to a CofE primary school. Recipe's the name of the lord.

It took me a few weeks to work out it was meant to be 'Blessed be ...'

My 3 year old was in tears once after Kindergarten, No, I don't want to!! The problem was solved later by a note in her bag saying that they were having a Bring and Buy Sale at the weekend, the staff had explained that they could take something to sell and buy something else. Unfortunately she heard Bring a Bicycle and didn't want to take her bike to sell!

It's not only children though. When we were working in a Med place we had a brilliant cleaner 2 mornings a week when we were at work as hardly ever saw her, if she needed new stuff she would communicate through her sister who worked in OH's school and had arranged this job for her sister. After 6 months we discovered that we had her name wrong, the sister had initially brought her round and introduced us to mi hermana so we thought her name was, Mihermana, when in fact it means my sister.

I may have known her! On my first school observation visit at the start of my teacher training I was in a classroom where the teacher had written on the board My Golden Hampster as a topic for writing.

DS1 (now 16) once told his early years teachers how much he loved 'crunchy dancing'. He'd been taught a dance around the maypole and meant 'country dancing'.

On picking up 6yr old twin grandsons from school recently, one of the teachers came out to say - how exciting, Oliver told me their Daddy had gone to watch England in the World Cup - I had to explain that Daddy was actually away on a golf jolly with mates, and they'd watched the match in a pub in Bournemouth, teacher thought it was hilarious!

My BF picked up her 5yo child early for a medical appointment and asked how the morning's trip to the local library had gone.

"We didn't go to the library. We went to the pub instead and ate biscuits."

BF was sceptical until an hour later, an email arrived from the class teacher explaining that, en-route to the library, they had been caught in a torrential downpour with thunder and lightning. They'd scrambled the kids into a shop doorway to shelter and the local landlady had spotted them next door and brought the teachers and kids into the pub, given them biscuits and hot chocolate and they'd waited out the storm there for half an hour before going back to school.

My son has a lunchtime supervisor at school he calls Mrs Towel, it turns out she's actually called Mrs Tao but will forever be known as Mrs Towel in our house!

I remember my.now 19 year old talking about Daddys new hair
My DH is bald and shaves his head
But for some reason had left it for a bit so there was some regrowth at the sides and round the back.

We once got an email from the school with the rather confusing message

"We would like to confirm the School Bus did not crash today"

We got a full email later with the details of how the school bus had spent seceral hours stuck on the motorway and had gine to an alternative destination instead of the planned trip. But they wanted to get ahead of the children getting home and talkung about the crash.

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We had a Mr Flappy at our school. His actual name is not that, but sounds roughly like that when pronounced by 5 year olds.

DS2 once told us that the police had come and shut the school down so they had to go to the coffee shop and eat marshmallows.

he was basically correct- there was an irate parent screaming at the HT and making threats and so the staff evacuated the kids to Costa coffee and they had hot chocolate with marshmallows.

You may feel better if I share that one of the things I most enjoyed while waiting at Southampton to embark on a fancy cruise came the morning before embarkation…

when we wandered around a fancy tents and sheds shop admiring the amazing large tents etc. Odd I enjoyed it so much when I will never go back- or want to go - camping. 😀

When DD was younger, during the summer holiday, we had a 6 week play pass to a soft play called Wacky ‘Warehouse’ so we went there a lot, the building was on top of a pub. She went back to school and was telling the teachers about her summer holiday and she told me she told her teacher she had lots of fun as she spent so much time with me at the wacky ‘wine house’. The teachers didn’t ask me so I couldn’t explain but I felt she must have been judging me since then 😂

When she was two my daughter went to a playgroup run by the local church - I was at work so my mum took her each week. One day they were painting and my daughter announced she wanted to show her picture to Jesus. My atheist mother was rather confused but it turns out that the toddler had misunderstood the songs and thought one of the helpers was called Jesus... that one took a while to untangle.

My daughter told her teacher that I put her in a cage when she got home every day from school but it was ok as she liked it and didn’t mind that mummy sat and read whilst she was in the cage - the cage was her trampoline that she insisted on using every day

I used to get the school maypole out every year and use it with Nursery and Reception (nothing complicated). One child told her mum we'd been pole dancing.

A child on my class once said “I won’t be in tomorrow, I have an appointment”
we said oh ok, where’s your appointment?
He said “Haven”
😂😂

I used to work at a rural life museum which had maypole dancing on the first May bank holiday. We were a bit nonplussed to find an article in the local paper (remembr those?) in which the word maypole ran over two lines, one finishing at the bottom of one column, the other starting at the top of the next so if you glanced under the photo it said something like 'pole dancing was enjoyed by children and adults alike'.

We had it on the wall in the office for years.

Not long after the war in Ukraine started, my son told his nursery teacher we were moving to Russia. I don’t know what she must have thought. We were really going camping in a place called Portrush in Northern Ireland.

I heard a tale about a child in Sunday school, who when asked what she was drawing replied “God”. The teacher replied “well, I don’t think anyone knows what God looks like” to which the child replied “ well they do now”

One DD started a new school in Year 1 and declared her new best friend was called Beetroot. She was DEFINITELY called Beetroot. She absolutely was NOT called Beatrice.
(…obviously she was called Beatrice).

The same DD, when demonstrating her cursive writing skills, was very elaborate with the curliness. This resulted in a whole project on the Egyptians with repeated mentions of the ‘arse of Tutankhamen’. Cue much sniggering from me and the TA on open day, when she showed me her masterpiece on the curse of Tutankhamen’.

You've got to admire the confidence 👏.

This is a lovely thread. I loved being an Early Years teacher until new management bullied me out. Such curious little minds trying to make sense of the world.