This conversation/story is just a small glimpse into the conversation that I get sucked into at least 1-2 times per week:
T, D, S in Anatomy class: (screaming and yelling about something or another) This shit is TOUGH! Miss, that shit is TOUGH!
Me: Ok ladies, we're very wound up. Let's take a 5-minute yoga-break in the hall.
(ladies go out in the hall to do yoga and come back 5 minutes later, slightly more calm).
T(as she walks toward her seat): you know what, miss? I'm a gangsta, and I say that this shit is TOUGH.
D and S: Yeah, Miss. We are GANGSTAs. And you're a gangsta too!
Me: Oh I know. I don't tell this to many people, but when I was born, I could not even be in the nursery with the other babies because I am such a gangsta.
TDS: Oh damn, Miss! THAT SHIT IS TOUGH!!
Me: Yes. You know what else is tough? The Living Environment Regents. Let's work on getting ready for that right now.
S: Miss, you are such a G.
D and T: Yeah Miss, you're a real gangsta.
S: Miss, I'm going to get a tattoo that says "Walters G-baby" right here (pointing to her chest/shoulder area).
D and T: Yeah!! We all gonna get Walters G-baby tattoos for you, Miss!
Me: Please do not do anything that involves tattooing anything about me on your body. Leave your skin be.
Also, I am happy to report that 80% of my students who took the January Living Environment Regents passed! All of them had taken and failed the exam at least once before, so this was substantial progress! Hooray for kids learning and being on track to graduate! :)
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