We were talking about the Lunar New Year in homeroom this morning. Most of the sixth graders are tigers, too. It's a fun coincidence that sixth grade is the year when most kids turn 12, and so that year is always their year. "I'm a tiger, too!" I told them in the spirit of connection and community.
"What tiger are you?" asked one particularly savvy celebrant.
"Water," I answered.
"That's this year, too," she noted, and then paused. "But don't they only repeat every 60 years?"
"Wait, what?" another kid interrupted. "Does that mean you're 60?"
"Almost," I admitted.
"I can't believe it!" several students said.
"Me neither," I told them. "Me neither."
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