Yesterday when I opened my classroom door to take the kids to Music, I smelled something in the hallway.Something not good.
And since I have a classroom full of boys (*read: smelly, farting, stinky boys), I said ...
"Phew ... I think I smell a pass-gas."
One of my students replied, "Well, I think I might feel one happening."
They are so honest.
I love my job.
* Compared to my classroom full of girls last year.
1 comment:
Your posts ALWAYS make me laugh out loud Lisa! My husband always goes, "What?" when I laugh, and I say, "It's too hard to explain." I'm so jealous of all the fodder you feast on from teaching a class filled with boys.
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