She took control of the class and before I knew it I was in a relationship with Beyoncé. Well, hello. I love middle school. Let me live in that world.
Apparently, it's a trendy game this generation played in their pre-teen years to predict their futures and it all had to do with the spiral. She asked me to make a spiral on the board, which I did, then counted the lines to figure out a numerical pattern to delete possibilities from the random list she asked me to name.
I ended up being a doctor who lives in NYC, loving a mansion with Beyoncé as my wife, and a mini-van of all vehicles.
A man can dream, right? The funny thing is that 80% of the class were used to the MASH game, which served perfectly for the middle-grade and high school literature we read collectively this semester. I'm fair game for the wisdom of my students, and any chance I'd get to even be related to Beyonce is fine by me.
Truth is, I heard of her, but it wasn't until the Super Bowl halftime show in 2013 that I ever paid any attention. My lord, hands down the best half-time ever. I was sold. Of course Beyoncé would be on my celebrity crush list. Glad she one, although I'm sure she'd feel otherwise.It was a perfect, student-centered moment at the end of the class that captured the audience and made the students stay longer. They were intrigued and remained connected.
Phew. The mini-van, though. I'm glad that never came to fruition, although I'll take the mansion, love life, salary, location, and occupation. I mean, it's so very close to the truth, ain't it?
Hello, Beyoncé. What can I make for dinner? I'm a good cook, actually. I'd love to show you what I can do.
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