"...At home or where e'er we may be."
I'm bettin' my students don't sing that to themselves nearly as often as I do.
It's not even 8:30 am yet, and already I have been told to F-off by a dear, sweet, well raised, little darling today.
As it turns out one kid dared to not notice that my little sweetie was walking in behind him this morning and failed to hold the door open for her. This started an onslaught of, "You an @sshole," type remarks....which in my humble opinion...show a little more about her character than the other kids, but whatever. I'm the Man and apparently always, 'gettin all up in her business' (The other day I made her stop braiding extentions into her friends hair in the middle of class. That's a whole other Oprah in and of itself.)
I tried to reason with her, because reasoing with teenagers is a totally useful thing to do. I pointed out that regardless of his lack of manners, she can't scream and swear like a sailor. Guess I was wrong, cause she didn't stop.
Basically, my little darling, was bugging the ever living crap out of me, so I sent her out. On the way out, she threw up her hands and shouted, "Well then F- you too!"
Ahhhh gunna be a good day.
5 comments:
I do NOT miss that part of teaching in Palmdale. . . NOT ONE LITTLE BIT. I remember one time after school when one of the little foul mouthed darlings called me a F ing B and I literally chased her all over the school until I caught her and took her to the office. That totally showed her. . . um nothing probably.
I don't think this is something unique to Palmdale. Let's just blame it on the age.
WOW High School sure has changed since I went. It would NEVER have crossed my mind to speak back to a teacher let alone tell them to F off! Holy crap!
I am happy to throw the blame in multiple directions.
Right now I am going with the whole 'raised by wolves' theory.
I admire anyone who can work with that age group. I'm staying in elementary school FOREVER.
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