only when you grow up in Ethiopia...

...can you write a story like this

...In the morning I woke up and outside there was a hyena, bones and a puddle of blood. The hyena ate my dog. I screamed and it came after me, but my uncle had an ax and cut off its tail. So the hyena ran away. From that day on I decided to close the gate.

-Written by a 5th grader in my class

photosynthesis

today i taught (ahem...learned) about photosynthesis. either i was a really bad student in elementary/middle school or my teachers really dropped the ball because i dont even remember learning sciencey things. so, i teach myself things i should probably know, and then i teach my students. the poor things...i hope that they can't tell that i don't really know what im talking about.