Mama Said…

Student 1 (very serious): This song is putting Satan in my heart!
Me (laughing): It’s Five Finger Death Punch’s cover of “Mama Said Knock You Out” …
Student 1: Can I use my earbuds?
Me: Nope.
Student 1: Will you change the music?
Me: Nope. When your name is on the outside of the door, you can choose the music!
Student 2: Well, I guess I’m gonna add my name to your sign!



One kid is in awe of me strictly because I have more (and better!) tattoos than him. I love it! That probably makes me a bad person, but I don’t care lol Last year, he and I tied for the “Best tattoos” in the yearbook. It was fantastic! 

Black Like Me

The kids have a family tree project that’s due at the end of the semester, so I showed them my tree on and talked about my DNA results…

Me: … and I’m just a tiny, tiny bit North African.
Student 1 (shocked): What?
Me: It means that waaaay back sometime I had an ancestor or two who were North African.
Student 2 (practically shouting): Wait, so you BLACK?!
Me (sighing and laughing): Sure.
Student 2 (triumphantly): THAT’S why you so gangsta!!

She irritates me, too!

Teacher (teasing): You should try to lessen the stress in Mrs. Crumpett’s life.

Me: (Wild gesticulating, encouraging the student to agree)

Student (thinks about it for a minute): Nah. She irritates me, too!

Teacher: Touché.

Me (Laughing, to the teacher): See what I’m talking about?


Automatic Street Cred

At all school meeting–

Boss:… and welcome to [Mrs. Crumpett]!
Student in my 1st hour Algebra 1 class: She’s cool, but she don’t play.
Boss: She doesn’t what?
Student: She don’t play. She just don’t play around.
Boss: You know why that is? Because she taught at [neighboring urban school] for years before coming here.
All: (general “oooooh”)


Keepin’ it Retro

Every other week we do a song analysis. I have a jar that students can submit songs anonymously and I choose a song at random.

So far in 10 weeks, we haven’t analyzed any songs in this decade, and only one from this century…

I drew another song this morning and, are you ready for this?, tomorrow we will be analyzing Bon Jovi’s “Livin’ on a Prayer.”

I couldn’t help myself. I laughed. I laughed for a long time.

The student shrugged his shoulder and with wide eyes said, “What? I like old songs!”

I {heart} this class!!

How old am I?

If there is any left over breakfast or snacks, I let the students have extra if they answer a question correctly. The questions are usually over the current lesson, but today I asked “How old am I?” One young man in the back screamed out “You’re 60! You’re 60! You’re 60!”

No one was surprised he didn’t get seconds.