girlfiend

Yesterday, Mikey, a kid in my fifth grade class, asked if his class was going to drive me to early retirement. Here’s a conversation I just had with him that illustrates yesterday’s question.

Me:Do you know why I’m keeping you after class?

Him: Yes

Me: Tell me why you think you’re still here instead of in art.

Him: Cuz I interrupted your class and spoke out of turn.

Me. And?

Him: I wasn’t doing what i was supposed to do and I made a mess out of
pencil shavings

Me: And?

Him: and when you let me water the plants I knocked them over and I
spilled water all over the floor and threw the bottles around.

Me: And?

Him: Then I unrolled the paper towels til they was taller than I is
and stuck my tongue out at you.

Me: And?

Him: then I tapdanced to my seat and said the book sucks.

Me: And?

Him: And I only thought about myself.

Me: What do you mean by that?

Him: I asked you to stop teaching so you could finish the test with me.

Me: And?

Him: Then I asked if I could have free time.

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