I've just about had it with these sassy students, y'all. Mmmhmm.
In what universe is it ok to whisper to your classmates "If you keep talkin' Imma bust you in yo face", be reminded by your teacher to focus, and then turn and say to her "Why you teachers always TURNIN' ON US like that? You nice to us one day and mean to us the next."
Um....excuse me? Rude to the 756th degree. Ruh-ude.
Or "Maaaan why you teachers always gotta be making us do so much WORK and stuff?"
My apologies! I forgot that this was not, in fact, an institute of learning, but merely a place for you to hang out with your friends from the hours of 7:30-3:30. My bad. Please forgive me for interrupting your social hour. Continue to talk amongst yourselves. (Did I mention this all happened within the first 10 minutes of my 1st period? Mmhmm.)
I got my mouth washed out with soap for waaaaaaay less than that when I was growing up. And you know what I did after I got in trouble for something? I stopped doing it. Novel concept, really.
The part that sucks the most? On a teacher's salary, I can't even drown my sorrow in extra large margaritas when I have days like this.
Is it summer yet?
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You must have a load of patience. First for being a teacher and second for still being a teacher after hearing crap like that all the time. I am sure that in the grand scheme of things these kids know you care and when they get older it will mean a lot to them. Props to you. And should we ever meet we should have a big ol' margarita or 3. My treat.
You crack me up, Ens, even in your frustration. I know what to send you for your birthday...tequila.
Me love you long tim.
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