Mademoiselle Tchaina

"Tchaina" was one of the names I had the most trouble with in the beginning. I would say ChaIna. Really, it's pronounced just like China, the country with a little emphasis on the 'i'. I liked her from the beginning because she was bright, got bored easily, but had a little spark, a little mischief. I liked her even more after the first parent conference because her dad came and he was the only one to approach me and ask how she was doing and how her work was and to see what she has done so far. So, I knew he was involved and wanted her to do well, which, in turn, wanted me to make her work harder; especially because I knew she could.
School is easy for her and I can tell she is becoming more and more comfortable in the class because she acts up and lets herself cut loose more often than before. However, it's hard to get agitated at her because everything she does is so clever so in your mind you think: yep, I would have done the same, way to go Tchaina, oh wait, that was wrong, I need to discipline you.
Yesterday she came up to me, pulled me down to her level and started whispering this song to me. Whether she wanted to show off, impress me, or just give me a little piece of her, I won't know. But, I immediately took her outside and made her sing it again to film it. I made two clips and had to post both. In the first one, she is very quiet but so pretty and in the second she sings a little louder. Hold on to your heartstrings...

(and I forgot to post the video from the soccer field in the last post, it's below)