my first period class are all boys. they're a great bunch. they come in, they sit. they work. everyone's happy. in between work we talk about , oh stuff. the other day they were talking about, oh girls. and then for some reason the conversation got to lil ol' me. they found out that i live by myself.
student 1 : but why?
me : because.
student 1 : BUT WHY? are you single?
me : oh, i've been married before
the rest just shrugged and someone else said " oh, i was about to say... you can't be single all this time..."
back to today. in one of our read and talk mornings, the subject went to the shore.
student 2 says he can't wait to to go down the shore so he can watch girls. i told him there weren't a lot of girls yet on the boardwalk.
student 2 : how do you know?
me : because.
student 2 : HOW?
me : because i'm down the shore most weekends.
others: why?
me : (oops) uhm, (in my faintest voice possible) my boyfriend lives there?
commotion.
student 1 : but you said yesterday that you were single.
me : i am.
student 2 : yo, miss you can't be single and have a boyfriend.
me : why not?
student 1 : you're just not. why do you say you are single?
me : uhm, because i'm not married and i live by myself.
student 3 : that just means you're independent.
me: okay...
student 1 : you're not single.
me: okay.
student 1 : do you like him?
me : duh, i guess so.
student 3 : miss then you are not single.
me : alright.
student : you're not, okay?
me : OKAY. grrr.
gee, this is more annoying than friendster's : "it's complicated."
btw : i am blogging this from my classroom. sigh. why is it not 3 pm yet?
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I know it's rather complicated but you're not single, ok?? Get it??
Hahaha Your kids are funny. :)
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