Where to begin...
It was an interesting and LLOONNGG first week of school. I always forget how long the days are when you first start back after having gotten used to sleeping in and doing nothing all day for approx. 3 months. This year's group of freshmen seem to be quite a good group (of course compared to last year's class, the South Park kids would be considered a good class...). Just because they are good though, does not mean they aren't interesting...
Even though I'm another year older and these kids are another year younger, they get braver and braver. I was hit on or a comment was made about how "hot" I was no less than 14 times in the span of 5 days I was with these kids. I know, I know, and nope, I am not joking. These young men have no shame and don't mind telling me how it is. On the very first day I was called pumpkin, cookie and sweetheart (and all by the same kid!). He quickly learned those terms of endearment were not okay to call his married teacher. Well, that opened a whole new can of worms. Many were quickly dismayed to learn that their new favorite teacher was a Mrs. and not a Miss or Ms.
Sadly, that didn't stop some of them. I heard the whispers all week long, and the fact that I am a mom didn't seem to deter them either.Oh yes, quite the little characters.
My favorite was yesterday when a kid I don;t even have told me I was looking very pretty that day. I said thank you to that comment. Then he noted to me that he wished I was his teacher so that he could admire my fine self all day. REALLY?!?!?!? I wish I could have corrected him right then and there about how disrespectful that was, but he really and truly left me chin-on-the-floor speechless, and when I wanted to talk to him about it later, I couldn't remember what the kid even looked like.
Oh well, the crush will where off soon. My reputation for being a "tough" teacher is now starting to go around and come to fruitition for most. I gave homework over the weekend. GASP! Oh, how cruel I am. Pretty soon instead of hottie, pumpkin, or fine self it's going to be bitch, devil, and mean Mrs. Cole.
Stay tuned!
It was an interesting and LLOONNGG first week of school. I always forget how long the days are when you first start back after having gotten used to sleeping in and doing nothing all day for approx. 3 months. This year's group of freshmen seem to be quite a good group (of course compared to last year's class, the South Park kids would be considered a good class...). Just because they are good though, does not mean they aren't interesting...
Even though I'm another year older and these kids are another year younger, they get braver and braver. I was hit on or a comment was made about how "hot" I was no less than 14 times in the span of 5 days I was with these kids. I know, I know, and nope, I am not joking. These young men have no shame and don't mind telling me how it is. On the very first day I was called pumpkin, cookie and sweetheart (and all by the same kid!). He quickly learned those terms of endearment were not okay to call his married teacher. Well, that opened a whole new can of worms. Many were quickly dismayed to learn that their new favorite teacher was a Mrs. and not a Miss or Ms.
Sadly, that didn't stop some of them. I heard the whispers all week long, and the fact that I am a mom didn't seem to deter them either.Oh yes, quite the little characters.
My favorite was yesterday when a kid I don;t even have told me I was looking very pretty that day. I said thank you to that comment. Then he noted to me that he wished I was his teacher so that he could admire my fine self all day. REALLY?!?!?!? I wish I could have corrected him right then and there about how disrespectful that was, but he really and truly left me chin-on-the-floor speechless, and when I wanted to talk to him about it later, I couldn't remember what the kid even looked like.
Oh well, the crush will where off soon. My reputation for being a "tough" teacher is now starting to go around and come to fruitition for most. I gave homework over the weekend. GASP! Oh, how cruel I am. Pretty soon instead of hottie, pumpkin, or fine self it's going to be bitch, devil, and mean Mrs. Cole.
Stay tuned!
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