By Kay Mollica, AmeriCorps member serving on the State Street Foundation team with Higginson/Lewis K-8 School

Here, I present a collection of quotables from my interactions with 3rd-graders:

Student: Ms. Kay, sit with me!
Me: How about I kneel?
Student: No, you should sit. I prefer my City Year in chairs.

Student: Is being a City Year hard?
Me: Sometimes. Why, do you want to be a City Year someday?
Student: Hm…no. I want to be on TV.

Student: Ms. Kay, your hair is wet!
Me: I wonder why?
Student: Uh… because it’s raining?
Me: Bingo.

“If you don’t do your homework, you can’t be a City Year when you grow up!”

(Students are crowding around our classroom teacher)
Me: You all, make sure you give her breathing room!
Student: Oh, she’s breathing, all right.

“Ms. Kay, do you want a frito?”
(student looks in Frito bag)
“Oh, I thought there was meat.”

“Ms. Kay, my favorite Powerpuff Girl is all of them.”

Student: Ms. Kay, when will you get married?
Me: Hmm… when I’m forty….five.
Student: That’s messed up, Ms. Kay.

Student: [Holds up a tube of chapstick like a cell phone] Ms. Kay, I’m going to take a picture of you and put it on snapchat.
Me: That is a tube of chapstick.

Me: Put the math away, please! It’s time for independent reading!
Student: PLEASE, Ms. Kay? Math is my life!

A note from a student up in our team space:

Dear City Year Boss,
Please let the City Year stay more longer please!

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