Oh, Jo.....

 Last week in Creative Writing we watched Little Women.  The kids were testing in ELA class and I didn't want their brains to explode I wanted them to be fresh for testing.  So, movie days.  

I was pleased that the kids were outraged at the sexism shown towards the little women throughout the film.  There was general outrage when Jo was offered only a small amount of money for her stories, as well as the general push for women to stay home and get married.  But the highlight of the movie occurred towards the end when (spoiler alert) Jo turns down Laurie's marriage proposal and then changes her mind only to discover he has married her sister.  Jo then goes up to her room and begins burning her writing page by page.  One of the students gasped and then blurted out, "Really?  All because of a boy?"

My work here is done.

I'm Not A Math Teacher, But....

 Driveline leads to all sorts of bizarro conversations with students.  Usually I don't remember what led up to the moment, only the moment itself.  For example, last week we were talking about drawing shapes for some reason.  Or maybe it was something totally unrelated--I honestly don't remember.  All I know is that a student piped up with, "I know how to draw a circle.  Some circles have corners."

Pretty sure that's not true.

What Happens During Driveline...

We usually have around half an hour extra with our last block classes as we wait for kids to get picked up.  There's an eighth grader, who shall remain nameless, who often stops in my class on his way out the door and asks for candy.  I tell my seventh graders that I give him candy so he'll go away, but really I give him candy because he was virtual all last year and made us all laugh anyway.  Yesterday I found a gummy hotdog candy that I had bought a while ago and I wasn't sure how good it would be.  But I figured Candy Boy would appreciate it for its sheer bizarreness factor and would probably eat it anyway.  

As time passed, Candy Boy had yet to make his appearance.  I asked one of my students to go find him and have him come to the room because I had something for him.  The kid says, "What is it, a stun gun?"  I love that my students think that would be a legit thing I would have laying around.

Spoiler alert: Turned out Candy Boy had already left the building, so gummy hotdog will have to wait.

Keeping with the candy theme, a different student was eating Sour Patch Kids, which is cool since technically it's after school and if the kids are eating, they make less noise.  She very kindly gave me some, which was very nice of her.  She then was trying to put the rest of the bag in her backpack and was having problems finding room.  I offered to keep the bag for her, but she refused because she said she knew I would eat them all.  Another student asked, "Isn't eating Sour Patch Kids like bringing home extra kids?  You don't want that."

I replied, "No, I would eat them before I got in the car.  It's all good."

Then she said, "Isn't that cannibalism?"

Then their parents arrived, thankfully.

Clever Girl...

 I posted this meme on my social media platforms because it's true.

This sparked a series of...dare I say, threats from coworkers regarding MY parking space.  Coworkers who said they were going to park in MY spot.  One particular coworker, who we'll call Ms. Jym, even used a series of GIFs to try to intimidate me.

When Ms. Jym walked in to school the next morning, I was obligated to point out that she had not arrived early enough to park in MY spot.  Of course, this led to a series of verbal challenges and gloves coming off and all sorts of nonsense.  When I offered to settle the matter right then and there, she said, "I don't want to fight you.  You're like a T-Rex and I'm more like a velociraptor.  So if you catch me, I'm toast.  But I'm gonna nibble on you the whole time."

To be clear, there was no actual fighting in the hallway.  We actually kinda like each other.