Me: … So what do we know about Brom Bones?
Student A: He don’t got no game!
Me: True, but Katrina Van Tassel doesn’t seem to care about that. So, what do we know about her?
Student B: She’s every kind of fool.
Me: Maybe, but who’s the competition?
Students: The ugly bird-beak man.
Me (chuckling): Yes, Ichabod Crane. She has to choose between a kinda stupid sexy mountain man and a kinda stupid ugly teach–
Student B: My brother could pull you, Miss!
Student B: Yeah, he could pull you and you wouldn’t even know.
Me: What are you talking about?!
Student B: My brother’s got game, Miss.
Student B: He’d pull you and you’d fall in love and you wouldn’t even know.
Me: Yeah, I don’t think so.
Class: (Louder snickering)
Student B: You don’t believe me? He’s got *game!*, Miss.
Me: Nope. Don’t see it happening.
Student B (getting defensive): Well, I’ll just bring him to school and prove you wrong!
Me: I don’t think that’s a good idea…
Student B (with a ‘told-ya-so’ expression): Yeah, you get it now…
Me (smiling): No, I don’t think security will let him in–
Student B (offended): What?! He ain’t no thug!!
Me (unfazed): I don’t think security will let him in; they’ll ask him “What is your purpose for being here?” and all he’ll have to say is, “To pull Mrs. Crumpett.” And they’ll say, “Yeah… no… but thanks for trying!”
Student B: Yeah, I didn’t think of that…
Me: That’s why they pay me the big bucks!
Student B: Well, never-mind, I don’t want him to break your heart!
Me (big grin, mock offended): What? You think I can’t handle myself now?
Class and Student B: (Laughing)
Me: Alright, let’s move back to the story [we read together for awhile and then].
Student B: Miss, I have a question.
Me: Does it have to do with my personal life, love life, whether I can be pulled?
Student B: No.
Me: Does it have to do with the story?
Student B: Yes. (slight pause) Miss, have you ever had a boyfriend?
Class: (Laughing hard as my forehead thunks to my desk in mock resignation)