Let’s be clear about something right away… it was ME having the giggle fit, not a sprout. Now that I’ve got that out of the way, here’s what happened.
The class had just returned from Art. We were all gathered on the carpet for a story. It was a big book – my favorite kind because Mrs. D. and I read them together.
I read the title of the story and then said the author’s name.
“And who can tell me what the author does?” I asked.
I called on a friend who began singing, “The author writes the words, the author writes the words, every time you read a book, the author writes the words!”
“Yes, the author does write the words – now what does the illustrator do?” I continued.
Before I could call on anyone, I noticed Molly, turned to the friend next to her, singing, at the top of her lungs, “The AUFUR writes the words, the aufur writes the words, every time you read a book…”
As she sang, she swung her arms from side to side with the happiest look on her face.
I lost it.
I started chuckling.
I started laughing.
I started crying.
I laughed and cried so hard, I had to take my glasses off.
Some of the kids looked alarmed.
“Sometimes when you laugh really hard, you cry because something is so funny,” Mrs. D. explained.
After a bit, everyone joined in. We literally had a laugh-in. It was brilliant.
I finally composed myself and we read the book. Let me tell you, there is nothing more amazing than laughing, I mean really letting loose, with your kids. Try it sometime.