Speaking of bullets, when I taught school our rule was no guns in school. We had Legos and what does every little boy do with them? Well, they make guns. So that was a giant no,no. We wanted school to be a place of peace and safety.
Well, one day, our classroom was so hot that we were all sweating. There were open windows but not enough so I said to the kids, I'm opening more windows, I'm sweating bullets.
Eric(loved that kid) says to me, OH, Mrs. Gesing you said bullets. No guns in school.
So I asked him what I should say instead. He thought for a moment and said... sweating biscuits. Oh, how I wanted to laugh but I didn't and "sweating biscuits" became the new phrase in kindergarten that spring.
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