7 Funny Reasons the Teacher Sends My Son to the “Thinking Chair”

7 Funny Reasons The Teacher Sends My Son to the Thinking Chair #school #teacher #discipline #funny #backtoschool #humor #kindergarten #preschool

So then…I rustle through some files looking for a document, when I stumble upon a note that I wrote to my son’s pre-school teacher back when Tucker was an “energetic” 4-year-old.

Only it’s not a note. It’s a poem.

And it’s written from my son’s point of view.

And as much as he and I both loved that pre-school teacher, Tucker had some very specific thoughts about THE THINKING CHAIR.

Maybe you can relate…?

A poem for Ms. Hopkins, written by Darcy on behalf of her son Tucker, a spirited and energetic young pre-schooler

When I wash my hands – AND my friends
By squirting soap outside the sink,
You cock your head, you purse your lips,
And send me to the Chair to think.

When I can’t sit still or listen well,
Or grab cookies quick as a wink,
You roll your eyes, you sigh real loud,
And send me to the Chair to think.

When I refuse to share my toys,
And start to act like a fink,
You snap your head, point a finger,
And send me to the Chair to think.

When I talk loud at circle time,
And paint the table top bright pink,
You close your eyes, you say a prayer,
And send me to the Chair to think.

Well, Ms. Hopkins, I thought and thought
While I was sitting there,
And most of what I thought about
Was… “I do not like this Chair!”

So I will try so very hard
To do what’s right and good and fair
And hope that in Kindergarten,
There IS no Chair in there!

Thank you for your love, lessons, and discipline, Ms. Hopkins!
Love, Tucker

(Ms. Hopkins laughed out loud when she read the poem, knowing full well that Tucker’s cute little butt cheeks probably left a permanent indentation on that Chair from his frequent visitations there!)

— Darcy Perdu

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If you’re wondering if I ever needed to write the school again when my son grew older, you’ll love hearing about the big, juicy lie he told his teacher!

(Do YOU have a spirited and energetic child? Have you or the teachers ever had a Thinking Chair – or a similar technique for youngsters to “ponder their actions?” Any favorite teachers?)

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41 replies on “7 Funny Reasons the Teacher Sends My Son to the “Thinking Chair”

  1. These are the things that make teachers remember why they teach, I believe. What a gift that you saved a copy of the poem. Or was it the original that she gave back? Hopefully the former. I would like to think that dear Ms. Hopkins kept it and treasured it for the treasure that it is.
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    • Yes, she did keep it. I kept a copy too. The next year, I wrote a poem for his Kindergarten teacher too — and she framed it and put it up in the classroom! :o)

  2. Tara said:

    I may just be the first person from Idaho to subscribe.

    • Tara, you ARE the first official subscriber from Idaho! Woot! Woot! I’m sending you an email about it now!

  3. LoL! that is the cutest poem – obviously and so eloquently written by a 4 year old, lol. :) Glad the teacher enjoyed it but what’s not to enjoy and love about it? Happy Friday Darcy! -Iva
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    • Ha! Yes, perhaps written by his mama (me) — but I definitely channeled all his little 4-year-old angst about that Chair! :o)

  4. Mimi Gin said:

    The only way to keep my daughter in a thinking chair would have been to sit on her. She plum wore me out! Luckily she learned self control and burned off her energy with sports.

  5. Terri Baker said:

    My grandson started Pre-K this year and the teacher sends home conduct grades everyday. He’s been getting a lot of “red” faces. Last night I sat in his room and asked him why he thought Ms. H was giving him red faces and he started crying. I was so sad for him, he wants to do what is right and not get bad grades, but it is just so hard for those little energetic, imaginative little boys. He told me the girls tell on him only. I told him to think that maybe they want better for him, and that when they “oooooh” that he should use it to think about what he’s doing and stop and tell Ms. H he was sorry & he forgot. Poor little guys. They just can’t help it. They just need to move and be wild. This is a sweet poem you wrote. My daughter & I do a lot for the teacher to show we understand how difficult it is for her to be in there teaching 20 pre schoolers. LOL….

    • Terri, I can relate! I completely understand our culture that sends young kids to school — I sent mine to preschool too — but there seems to be something almost unnatural about those little 4 and 5 years olds cooped up in a classroom for hours at a time! They SHOULD be wild and free and jumpy and excited and curious and jabbering away a mile a minute! Of course, if they ARE in the classroom, I guess they should follow the standard decorum. Fortunately, our preschool teacher was loving and kind, even when applying the Thinking Chair! :o)

  6. Paul said:

    Ha! Great story Darcy! Love the poem – very sweet. It always seemed to me as a young kid that it wasn’t obvious when I was going to get punished in school– it usually surprised me and almost seemed to be random, although in retrospect it wasn’t. I have a good friend – Penny – who was a hellion in school. She is vibrant and effervescent – and a hugger. Always so positive. She never hurt anyone but always seemed to be in trouble and on her way to the principal’s office. It was a rare week that she didn’t have at least one trip to the administration for breaking a rule. This continued all the way from primary school to high school.

    So, Penny grew up, got two degrees, became a teacher and had 6 kids (I kid you not! She loves kids) – the eldest of which is in his 2nd year of university. She is currently teaching elementary school level children and enjoying it immensely (although she bitches a lot about the office politics). I dropped by for a visit the other day and inquired as to how work was going. She launched into this complex story about how she invited a mutual friend, who is a professional clown, to her classroom to help with a birthday party she was having for some of her grade 2 children. Apparently Crash (the Clown) speaks only English and although the school is French, the children are all bilingual and besides, how much does a Clown have to say? He makes balloon animals and does mime. The party was a raging success and all were exuberant. Well, almost all. Apparently someone (likely a passing colleague) ratted her out and reported to the principal that she and the clown were speaking English in the classroom – against the rules. As she was recounting this story, she paused here and said: “Honestly Paul, I got called to the principal’s office yet AGAIN! I spend more time in the principal’s office as a teacher, than I ever did as a student!”

    It appears that a leopard never does change its spots.

    • That’s hilarious! This is the first I’m hearing of Penny, but I already LOVE her — and applaud her vibrant rebellious exuberance that lands her in the principal’s office so often! She’s awesome!

  7. Love it, Darcy! There’s nothing better than knowing your kids are in good hands when you leave them in school all day.

    I bet Tucker’s teacher smiles whenever she comes across that poem and pictures his little 4 year old punk ass in the chair once again.
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  8. Ha! Too funny. I don’t have kids, but my husband tells me that that was the kind of kid he was, so that’s what we should expect of our future children…
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  9. William Kendall said:

    Oh boy, now that is funny!

    • Ha! Good point! How CAN those little tykes seriously contemplate their actions in such an uncomfortable chair? Get them a recliner or a bean bag, for Pete’s sake!

  10. Tais said:

    Yikes! Glad that there was never such a chair in my classrooms. Though I certainly like to think that I wouldn’t be put in there. I’m still young enough to fully believe and support that I was indeed a nice kid, after all. But loved the poem anyway! Took me awhile to understand that it was written by you from your son’s perspective. Laughed hysterically after I got it!

  11. Julie said:

    What a wonderful advocate you are Darcy! Clearly you are a good mommie! I was lucky enough to have my parents around so mine didn’t have preschool.

    I also very much enjoyed Paul’s comment. Penny sounds like she was a lot of fun, and continues to be! Sometimes we just aren’t clearly understood, and someone from the outside rats us out…

    • Exactly! Some people just aren’t clearly understood — or easily fit into a mold!

  12. Cute! And my son was the same way, but he would get sent OUT of the room so as to stop distracting everyone else :)

  13. Oh, yeah. I think those are two of my most-used words when it comes to my Kidzilla. And we’ve made friends with the chair, I’m sad to report. But we’re not alone!

  14. I think you just helped solve conflict in the world by inspiring the idea to write a funny poem to our enemies that address our concerns. I mean, how can someone be offended when you put so much thought and cleverness into your message?
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    • Brilliant idea! Will start drafting poems for all world conflicts right now!
      What rhymes with Middle East? — feast? least? YEAST?
      *grabs thesaurus*

    • Thanks, Suheiry! She did get a big chuckle out of it! :)