The Bobcat Nation

I just returned from my fourth-graders project presentation. After the presentations were over, they had "circle time" where they answer a few questions that are up on the board, right before school getting out.

The first question is up, some language question. My daughter raises her hand and is called on to be the lone person at the chalkboard.

She gets up from her seat and in her Bobcat jersey walks up to the chalkboard. She then takes a blue marker and writes "GO!" and then a yellow marker and writes "CATS!".

And then sits down amidst the cheers and a few jeers.

Don't ya love college rivalries....especially ours.

It's good that the education system isn't turning out a bunch of dummies

Be sure to give her a big hug and let her have ice cream for dinner tonight. She earned it.

HelenaCat95 wrote:I just returned from my fourth-graders project presentation. After the presentations were over, they had "circle time" .....

Every 'cat fan I ever knew thought that "circle time" was something else.

Don't ya love college rivalries....especially ours.

HelenaCat95 wrote:I just returned from my fourth-graders project presentation. After the presentations were over, they had "circle time" where they answer a few questions that are up on the board, right before school getting out.

The first question is up, some language question. My daughter raises her hand and is called on to be the lone person at the chalkboard.

She gets up from her seat and in her Bobcat jersey walks up to the chalkboard. She then takes a blue marker and writes "GO!" and then a yellow marker and writes "CATS!".

And then sits down amidst the cheers and a few jeers.

Don't ya love college rivalries....especially ours.

You must be very proud! Start 'em young, that's the way to go. It worked for me!

GO CATS!

I liked the part of that article on Sports Network or AGS (cain't remember which) where the author said who you root for is decided before you're born. Ain't that the truth.

When my son was about 8 or 9 they had a different type of circle time at recess on the friday before Cat/griz. He got into an argument with 4 or 5 boys over the impemding game. This was in about 1998. Anyway the little *sh!t* always had a pretty quick wit about him, and griz schoolers decided to set him straight, and a different brawl of the wild started at the Roosevelt elementary school playground.

We were going to pick up the kids as soon as school was out and head to the game, but at about 1:00 I got a call that I had to come to the school. When we got done with the principle, who finished by asking "why we were going to go down to watch the cats get beat again", we headed down the hall to his class, I asked him "what were you thinking?" He looked at me and in the most "matter of fact" tone said "dad, I knew if I kept getting up they would finally get tired then I would have whipped them". Yes I was beaming with pride.

We picked up his assignments and as we left another teacher pulled me aside and said between us "she was pulling for him".

It must be genetic because when my daughter was about 18 months old and only saying one word at a time, after that glorious day in missoula in 2002, as I was giving the daycare the poor grizzlies talk, and of course she was saying how lucky we were blah, blah, blah. My daughter turned to her and said griz suck as plain as day.

I am not sure I will win a father of the year award but still couldn't be prouder.

HelenaCat95 wrote:I just returned from my fourth-graders project presentation. After the presentations were over, they had "circle time" where they answer a few questions that are up on the board, right before school getting out.

The first question is up, some language question. My daughter raises her hand and is called on to be the lone person at the chalkboard.

She gets up from her seat and in her Bobcat jersey walks up to the chalkboard. She then takes a blue marker and writes "GO!" and then a yellow marker and writes "CATS!".

And then sits down amidst the cheers and a few jeers.

Don't ya love college rivalries....especially ours.

Looks like you raised her right, HelenaCat!