Since I am tall

My favorite part of elementary school days is when the first and second year students finish before the rest. The put their uniforms back on, and run down the hall telling everyone sayonara. Sayonara, sayonara, the door opens to the teachers room, sayonara, oooo burrito sensei- see you, good bye, sayonara. The all come with a little wave too. A little first grader even made her way to my desk and grabbed my hand and said "sank you vedy much" (thank you very much).
The kids usually run off their energy while the rest finish up learning. Yesterday just happens to be the best frisbee weather with a slight wind that can easily provoke that frisbee to the roof. All of the kids come running to the teachers room telling the secretary that the frisbee just happens to be on the roof. They tell the whole story like 7 year olds do. Then I heard my name Burrito sensei blah blah blah takai (tall). They thought I could just reach right up there and get it down for them. I know I am a giant over here but not THAT tall.