Mom and Dad enter my room.
“Good morning, I’m Mr. W, who do you belong to?”
“Our son is B.H.”
“Great. B is one of the good ‘uns, have a seat and we’ll talk.”
Blah, blah, blah, yada, yada.
Dad says, “We got that letter you sent home about B being tardy. He says that 5 minutes isn’t long enough to get from his third period to your fourth period. Is there something we can do about that?”
I reply, “Really? He doesn’t have enough time? Follow me.”
We go out into the hall. I point at a door that is maybe, on the outer edge of my estimate, 20 feet from my room.
“That is B’s third period class.”
Dad, “Wellllllll now. I guess we got something to talk about tonight.”
I bet he isn’t tardy anymore…
Chalk dust makes me sneeze 
4 Comments
K. a few things..
Wasnt it a year ago that you were totally frustrated by a student that was not doing anything!!!!and now you are wearing his jersey ….Dont cheerleaders usually wear football players jerseys….are not cheerleaders usually young females..there is a reason she wears the jersey….school sure has changed since I went…have not seen the you tube video will keep looking……Zman sends
hi M — well done!!!! that made me grin! take care, beany 🙂
It sounds a tad diabolical, and petty, but don’tcha just love it when you catch the little cherubs in the “act”?
BTW, don’t forget my Silly Sunday Sweepstakes tomorrow–I’ve got a sweet snap for ya. Remember, it’s all about Sharing the Caption Love!
You gotta love visual aids. I would have loved to be in on that family ‘coming to Jesus’ meeting. HA!