Boy: But Mrs. Smith always let's me text.
Me: Nice try. Put it away. She's not here. I am.
Boy: (gets up in the middle of a class discussion to get tape) There's no tape. Can I get some from Mrs. Jones?
Me: No. She's teaching and I'm teaching. Get in your seat.
Same boy: (to a girl sitting next to him; with a strong American accent) Tu cuerpo es caliente
Me: (looking right at him) Don't say that in here.
Scared boy: You speak Spanish?! You understood me?
Me: Yes. So don't say things like that.
Chorus of the class: OH!
During silent reading fifteen minutes later, this same boy, six feet tall, stands up, falls to the ground, and just lays there. And lays there.
Me: Get in your seat. I don't even have a word for you.
(He stayed there for another moment, then got in his seat and behaved for the rest of class.)
**This doesn't sound as funny as it was to experience, but it was so amusing to watch him trying to see what would happen. I didn't have problems with him or anyone else, but it was funny to see how they wanted to see, "what will she do..." :-P
What did I do? Laugh inside. A lot.
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2 comments:
Oh this made me laugh! What an entertaining job! I remember trying to take advantage of a Spanish Substitute who didn't speak Spanish. Now I know how it feels to be on the other side! :) Love you!
I don't think that all people laugh... probably just me. :-P
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