Some facts about me and crayons:
-I am very particular about my crayons.
-When I was a kid I used to dump out my brand new box of 64 crayons so I could sort them by color.
-I hated sharing my crayons because everyone always ruined them.
-When coloring I believe you ought to outline first, color second (always in the same direction)
-You should never break a crayon on purpose.
-I love a new box of crayons
-No other crayon is as good as a Crayola
-I love to color. (Yes, I do realize that I’m 29 years old)
-I am very particular about my crayons.
-When I was a kid I used to dump out my brand new box of 64 crayons so I could sort them by color.
-I hated sharing my crayons because everyone always ruined them.
-When coloring I believe you ought to outline first, color second (always in the same direction)
-You should never break a crayon on purpose.
-I love a new box of crayons
-No other crayon is as good as a Crayola
-I love to color. (Yes, I do realize that I’m 29 years old)
Okay, so I am helping with our school’s Veteran’s Day assembly. I am making a couple of things with my elementary students to hang on the walls. Some kids are coloring letters to spell out a variety of patriotic things. Other kids are coloring things to make up pieces of the flag. I had one class do the stars for me the other day. I was two stars short so I just got to color. Man, that makes for a great day at work, coloring in my office.
So I got my box of crayons out of my desk (yes, I’m a school counselor, I keep crayons in my desk) and got ready to get to work. My first thought was, “Didn’t there used to be a navy crayon?” I swear there was! They started messing with the colors in the 64 box at some point though. Mac and cheese…. that’s not a color. Apparently with all this crayon color creativity they got rid of the navy. Ruined my coloring plans.
With no navy, I colored one of my stars plain blue. The second star, the one I was really going to color navy ended up being cerulean. Now let me tell you about my relationship with cerulean. I never learned phonics. I am a child of the 80s and thus a whole language reader. I don’t know how to sound things out. I say really stupid things wrong sometimes. It’s vaguely embarrassing. Anyway, I did not know how to pronounce the color cerulean until… well, a few years ago when I heard it on Gilmore Girls. I mean, I was like at least 24. That’s really embarrassing. Want to know how I was pronouncing it? Sare-u-lene, not sa-ru-lean. Geez. Not cool, Mary. But, thanks April on Gilmore Girls for teaching me how to say it.
Okay, back to my crayon issues. Last year I would sometimes take my box of crayons with me to teach guidance lessons. That way I knew the kids had something to write with. I did that most often in kindergarten. We would always talk about my crayon rules: no ripping the paper off without asking, don’t color the end flat, and DON’T BREAK MY CRAYONS IN HALF. The last time I brought my crayons some of the kids went on this crazy time of breaking my crayons. I about came unglued. It was all I could do not to shout at them. Holy cow, it is so not cool to INTENTIONALLY break the counselor’s crayons in half. They got a serious lecture about not destroying other people’s things and they never got to use my crayons again. I may still be a little upset. Some of the other kids peeled back the whole paper. Not cool guys. And they are still in my crayon bucket, making me sad.
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