There's nothing better than coming back to your classroom after a couple of days and being greeted by friendly smiles and hugs. All the students had brought something that they were so excited to show and share with me. One boy brought a collection of cars, another brought some rocks, and one other wore his grandpa's belt buckle.
Two little girls were hastily working with some red construction paper that they trying very hard to keep obscured from me. They were busy giggling, cutting, and talking together while taking quick glances at the other student teacher and me. After a couple of minutes, I was tapped on my shoulder and presented a red heart that read, "Dear Miss Nickles you are my valentine hope you don't feel a pine."I read and reread the message over and over again trying to make comprehension of it, but it wasn't making sense. Finally, my friend told me that they were trying to rhyme.