So I'm standing with my criminals today waiting for their parents to come and get them, and Penelope (she's five, her birthday is not till December) runs up and complains.
"Miss Victoria, that squirrel told me I am stupid!"
I said (naturally) "How do you know?"
She stated quite simply..."I speak squirrel."
And I thought I was good because I could speak some Russian and Czech. How will I know when a squirrel is insulting me?
Welcome to Mrs. Colmenares' music room - trial (and error!) in the elementary music classroom!
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