A teacher asked one of my students to leave their room because he was fiddling with the chair he was sitting on and he refused to stop. I asked that student, “why do you think you are always fiddling with things?” He said, “I am just so curious about the World around me.” And with that response, I won’t ever ask my students to stop fiddling in my class.
A spinning top, a wiggling worm, a jumping jelly bean.
There is this boy who loves to wiggle, he moves about and never freezes
A detective, an explorer, a scientist on the brink of discovery
There is this boy who likes to observe, he touches everything and moves it about
An inventor, an artist, a construction worker in the midst of creation
There is this boy who loves to chat, he speaks and shouts and refuses to pause
A teacher, a politician, an advocate on ready to convince
There is boy who I like to call Mr. Curiosity.