During the last period of the day on Friday, my blood sugar got too low, and after confirming this with my meter, I realized that I was all out of juice in my snack drawer. I quickly recruited a student to get me a Sprite out of the Coke machine in the teacher's lounge. He came back with a Coke (?!) and some Sour Skittles. I don't really care for either one, but I took a few gulps and chews. The kids kept eying them, asking me if I would be kind enough to give any away, so I decided that they would have to work for them during the last five minutes of class.
"Okay. I'm trading one Sour Skittle per one compliment, and you better think of something fabulous. I don't want, 'I like your shirt.' I'm looking for compliments like, 'Your face shines like the glittering rays of the sun.' Okay?"
This little descriptive words exercise got out of hand relatively quickly, with kind compliments turning into pick up lines.
"Your eyes are like glittering jewels."
"It's no wonder you have diabetes. You're just sooo sweet!" (That one got two Skittles.)
And from my sweetest, quietest boy, "Are you from Tennessee? Because you're the only ten I see."
I told him, "Save it for the bars, Sweetheart."
It's times like this I really like teaching middle school. I get a big self-esteem boost in exchange for sugar.
2 comments:
I love this! you gotta work your angles where you can. :)
I LOVE this! I have a newfound appreciation for your school stories now that I teach middle school. Those kids are crazy!! :)
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