The science teacher and I have decided that it would be fun to make our students think we don't get along. This entire week, we passed mean (but not really that mean) notes to each other via our students' hall passes and popped into each others' classrooms to sneer at the other or make a joke. Just like we anticipated, the students are pretty intrigued and want to know why we're fighting. A few days ago, we had the following conversation:
Student 1: Why don't you and Mr. DJ like each other?
Me: It's a long story...
Student 2 (to student 1): Man, butt out! Don't you know...like, we have our kid drama, and teachers have their teacher drama!
Meanwhile, the K-5 kids in the after-school program were discussing what they would do when they're older, when Aaron says, "When I'm 21 or 27 or 23, I will go to Las Vegas." Response? "STOP TALKING ABOUT GROWN UP THINGS I'M STILL A KID!"
When I'm 31 or 27 or 33, I will also go to Las Vegas. But I don't want to talk about that, because I'm still a kid, too.
Happy Friday!
Student 1: Why don't you and Mr. DJ like each other?
Me: It's a long story...
Student 2 (to student 1): Man, butt out! Don't you know...like, we have our kid drama, and teachers have their teacher drama!
Meanwhile, the K-5 kids in the after-school program were discussing what they would do when they're older, when Aaron says, "When I'm 21 or 27 or 23, I will go to Las Vegas." Response? "STOP TALKING ABOUT GROWN UP THINGS I'M STILL A KID!"
When I'm 31 or 27 or 33, I will also go to Las Vegas. But I don't want to talk about that, because I'm still a kid, too.
Happy Friday!
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