Today we played a game called “A Warm Wind Blows”. We all stand in a circle, and someone will say “A warm wind blows for everyone who likes baseball.” If you like baseball, you walk into the middle of the circle. It’s pretty straightforward and the kids love it.
It always starts out normal. A warm wind blows for everyone who… likes science! Has a sister! Ate cereal for breakfast!
Then it gets weird.
There’s the very specific- A warm wind blows for everyone wearing one green sock and one white sock and the white sock has a hole in it!
There’s the overly vague- A warm wind blows for everyone who saw that show with those guys.
The bragging rights that are usually outright lies- A warm wind blows for everyone who has been to every country in the world!
The gross out- A warm wind blows for everyone who likes to eat moldy bread!
Todays highlight was “A warm wind blows for everyone who has 30 or more teeth!”
Then everyone started going into the circle, and out, and asking questions. Which let me say this for the first time in my teaching career- “Everybody circle up and count your teeth.”
Count your teeth now. Go ahead. Do it. Chances are you use your tongue, open your mouth half way, and generally look ridiculous. Now multiply that vision by 25, and you have our class today.
Eventually we determined that only two people in the class have 30 or more teeth: the classroom assistant, who has yet to have her wisdom teeth removed, and a student who has almost all of her adult teeth coming in behind her baby teeth. I made the mistake of doubting her, at which point she opened her mouth, leaned back, and showed me what looked like something out of a horror movie (or an orthodontist’s dream).
The subject of teeth apparently didn’t leave everyone’s mind. On the way to music later that day, one student suddenly asked me, “How old is my tooth?” While I was deciding how to ask him to clarify, he pulled his lips back, pointed to a canine and said “This one” (or, more accurately, “‘is ‘un’).
Another unanswerable question from teaching. Sorry sweetie, I do not know the individual ages of each of your teeth.