As the class is getting ready to be dismissed:
Jim: Hey! What are you doing? Geez, that's so gay!
John: Ewww. Really. You're a retard.
Me: Hey! I don't want to hear those two words again! Seriously!
John: Um, which two words?
Me: What? "Gay and retard."
John: Oh. We said "nipple" too.
Me (thinking): Nipple is fine. No problem at all with nipple.
Jim: Really? Nipple's okay? Oh. Okay.
Me: Yup. You can use "nipple" all you want. Just don't call each other gay and retard anymore.
John: Jim is such a nipple.
Me: Much better. Go to lunch now.
4 comments:
I was just hitting the "next blog" like, and browsing though some random blogs, and saw yours. I was reading some posts, and this one in particular made me laugh. I just had to say that!
Ah, many thanks! I appreciate knowing that!
Nancy
just was flipping through next blog when I couldn't sleep and came across yours. I enjoy your storytelling style of writing. And your stories remind me a bit of my mother's 4th grade classes when she taught in southern CA near Los Angeles. This one especially made me chuckle with recognition.
Thanks for your kind words, Sean-Michael!
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