The parent of one of my extremely unmotivated students very graciously dropped off some of his work (that he’d left at home for a week) about half way through the day.
As she was leaving, she said “I love you” to her son. Without even thinking, I said, “I love you, too!”
And then we laughed, and laughed!
Bad attitude student: Why are we wasting all this time on this long problem? [factoring a quadratic where A>1]
Me: Buckle up, buttercup. This is Algebra 2, we’re going to be doing problems that take much longer and involve multiple pages!
Bad attitude student: <Harrumph>
Good student: (Giggling) She said buttercup!
Student 1: (derisively) You know he only likes white girls, right?
Student 2: (as if talking to a child) I guess that’s OK since I’m a white girl…
Me: My dog’s name is…
Student 1: [his name]!
Student 2: What kind of dog is he?
Me: Remember, you met him.
Student 2: Oh the small one?
Student 2: The wiener dog, right? I love wiener dogs!
Student 3: Will you bring him to school again?
Student 2: How big is he?
Me: About 16 pounds.
Student 2: Oh, you have a little wiener!!
Me: (a snort/laugh that I then had to try to cover as a cough because I was the only one who thought it was funny)
My new goal in life is to make sure all my students can spell “rapping” correctly. That way no future teacher or employer will think he thinks one of his “best qualities” is sexual assault.
A student just guessed that I’m turning 59 in two weeks, and he wonders why I won’t consider his music requests…
Seeing a full moon Sunday night:
Most people: “Oh how beautiful!”
Teachers: “Shit’s about to get real!”