I Want To Be An Uber

As part of a rhythm activity this week, my 2nd and 3rd graders shared their dreams for the future. If you want to know what’s on the radar screen of their little minds, then read on.

“I want to be a famous You-Tuber.”
“I want to be a gamer.”
“I want to be a Circle-K worker.”
“I want to be an Uber (driver).”
“I want to be a millionaire.”
“I want to be a doctor.”
“I want to be a teacher.”
“I want to be a vet.”
“I want to be a soccer player.”
“I want to be a military person.”
“I want to be a grown-up.”
“I want to be emo.”
“I want to be kind.”
“I want to go to Los Angeles.”
“I want to go to Hawaii.”
“I dream of no war.”
“We want no wild fires.”

As one of my 3rd grade groups worked today, they called me over to hear their work. Having already heard one of their hopes—in a correct rhythmic sentence!—I was looking forward to hearing another one. Instead, I walked over and heard this:

“We love you Miss Deaton.”

I must admit, I got a bit teary eyed. Their words were so unexpected—and the rhythmic sentence was so correct—that it took me a moment to respond. When I did, I changed the rhythm to make it say, “I love you, too.” When I walked away, the group was beaming. My heart was beaming, too.