True Story...

2/16/10...

This might be the funniest teaching story for me to date. Other than the heroin/heroine story. But that will have to be saved for another time. I will try to capture the humor in writing, but it is much better if you hear me tell it live...

Setting:
5th period. A class of 10 boys with behavior "issues," and most are currently failing most or all of their classes. They come to me for one-on-one tutoring in all subject areas, but spend a lot of time trying to keep focused and stay out of the dean's office. I call this class, "the boys club" and think they are VERY funny.

Student: (with a squinty, "let me start some trouble" kind of look in his eyes) Hey, Mrs. S.

Me: Yes

Student: So, ah, what'd your husband give you for Valentine's Day.

Me: (thinking, is this the start of an inappropriate conversation?) He got me a little gift certificate for a spa thing.

Student: Oh, like where you get your nails done?

Me: Exactly. He got me a gift certificate to get my nails done.

Student: By the lady in the liquor store?

Me: Bwahahahahah! (then, noticing that I was the only one laughing) What? What are you talking about.

Student: You know, the lady in the corner of the liquor store that does your nails.

Me: There is not a lady in the liquor store that does nails. Okay, so in the shopping plaza, there is a liquor store and then in the corner of the PLAZA there is a nail salon.

Student: (clearly annoyed) Um, nooooo. I mean IN the liquor store, IN the corner, there is a lady that does your nails. (at this point, all the other boys begin to corroborate his story)

Me: (immediately dropping the grin from my face, so as not to offend) Yeah, no. Not that one.

Other Student (potential gang member): Awwwwwww, man! SHE CLASSY!!

Bwahahahahahah! Oh, how I WISHED there was another adult in the room with me.