We have a class mascot, and he is a chicken. Fear his toothless maw. Hear him sound his barbaric YAWP over the roofs of the world. *
(*Forgive me Walt Whitman.)
(Faux chickens are great realia for teaching prepositional phrases. For example, one can put one's poultry in a cauldron, on one's head, across the room, inside a hoodie. Many years ago, a friend of mine kept one in her purse. For self-defense? I'll never know.)
That is so much better than when I was in school and all we had was the phrase, "The bug ran ____ the box." How boring compared to a rubber chicken. I wish I had you as a teacher.
ReplyDeleteAwww, Linda, you are very kind. Back at you!
ReplyDeleteI used to teach high school, and thanks to a student who loved A Prayer for Owen Meany, we had a stuffed armadillo as our class mascot. I loved that odd creature...any my husband's license plate is, in fact, "YAWP."
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