At the most inopportune time, without fail, a third grader will fart.
The sound will echo through the classroom and then there will be silence for a beat before the eruption of laughter and nose holding commences.
The fart-er will react differently- some will laugh along, some will deny it was them, others will hide their faces from embarrassment.
Students, at this time of the year, will be in two camps. There will be the laughing, nose holding, guffawing crew that just can't get passed the funniness of farts. There will be the mature, adult-like crew (albeit smaller) who have followed my lead and now echo my words, "It's a normal bodily function. It is not a big deal."
Like a bee buzzing through a room, a fart ruins any engagement I had. It takes away the focus on what I was desperately trying to teach, read, model or share.
I cannot compete with a fart.
What other occupation can you utter those words?
Kathleen Neagle Sokolowski