Few years ago I was teaching in my very first classroom experience in a second grade class. I would spend an hour and a half each day in there, helping the teacher, leading groups, working one on one with students who were having issues that day.
Now, it’s important to note that I tend to dress up when I’m being observed. I usually wear a lot of dresses, sparkley jewelry, and I have long wavy hair I like to wear with clips that look like little flowers. I think it’s nice to show the kids and teacher that I dress up to see them, that and I hate wearing pants (important note for another story set in the future times).
On this seemingly quiet day we were moving the students between classrooms for a math lesson since the day’s schedule got messed up because of the assembly in the morning, and this was the first time I got to encounter the other second grade class.
As soon as the line leader walks into the doorway, he sees me and freezes in place. I send him a smile and say hello, when he throws out his arm to stop the other kids from entering and says
Instantly I was swarmed by 20 second graders telling me a I was a princess and that I was very pretty and smart. Weirdest ego boost of my life.
After we got them settled I looked to my teacher, still doubled over in laughter, and she told me that the students, seeing the way I dress and with how my teacher voice sounds, assumed I was a princess and told the other second grade class that I was a princess. She meant to tell me but had forgotten up until the first child screamed “PRINCESS”.
My friends thought this was hilarious, and it’s become a running joke that I’m an actual disney princess among mortals with how I act, dress, the weird way animals come near me (cool at the zoo, not so much with geese and random squirrels), and my weird luck.
