Amish Amazement

My parents went to our local farmer's market today which features a host of traditional Amish selling their tasty treats. I say this as I lick a plate that briefly held a pecan tart. Yum!

Midyear, my class and a few others went on a field trip to a few local museums and other fun sites. My coworker and I let a group of a few of the more, um, interesting children. Let's just say that I got my workout in chasing them around the city that day.

Weeks after the trip, I was reminiscing with the kids about some of the highlights that we all really enjoyed. One of the little guys that just so happened to be in my group happily called out, "I was so bad on that twip! I touched evewything. Weally, evewything!"

Uh, true. At least he enjoyed himself.

Anyway, one of the kiddos mentioned that they really enjoyed seeing the "Amish kids". Of course they did. The trip followed an intensive two week study of traditional Amish culture and lifestyle. Imagine my surprise when we see a group of Mennonite students walking into the museum and one of the girls in my class whispers in amazement, "Are those kids Amish?" I tried to explain, but only got out, "Sort of..." before having to run across the lawn to chase down one of the kids who was trying to climb a tree, a government tree.

When I came back, tree climber in tow, I see every single one of my kids with their cameras out, waving and taking pictures of the "elusive Amish".

I guess I forgot something when teaching about Amish culture. Oops...