this snippet, sent to me by my best friend hally, had to be shared:
"The other day one of my students, Adam, and I were walking down the elementary hallway. He poked his head into the 1st through 3rd grade room and called one boy over to the door, much to the chagrin of the teacher who was rudely interrupted by MY student. To make matters worse, when Reggie, the 3rd grader came to the door, Adam asked him, loud enough for their entire class and myself to hear, to bring in the "you-know-what" tomorrow. When Reggie responded only with an inquisitive look, Adam gave him a friendly elbow nudge and said, (again inconspicuously), "remember Reggie...it starts with a w and ends with a d!" At this point I grabbed my 6th grader and swooped him from the doorway of an elementary classroom, horribly annoyed and embarrased at his not-so-slick encounter. I spun him to face me and gave him my best mom look--the one that screams "you better tell me what you're talking about right now or else!" I told him I'd give him a choice. He could either tell me right now what Reggie was planning on bringing him the following day or we could go to the office and call his mother to let her know we'd be searching him for weed upon arriving at school the next day. His reluctance to tell me what scandalous item(s) would be awaiting him at school on Friday only made me suspect drug-use more. After much prodding, he finally agreed to tell me what Reggie was bringing him, accented by his insistence that I ruin everything. After pinky-swearing that I wouldn't tell anyone on his bus that I knew, he confessed. With his head barely visible underneath his hood, he whispered the illusive item. The treat: a white doughnut!
Wow, I was duped by a sixth grader who can't tell me the beginning letters of the words 'white doughnut'. Ah, life!"
thanks hally :)
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