Dear Sixth Grade Boys,
Tuck Everlasting is a beautiful book, full of poetry and meaningful concepts and deep discussions about life and the nature of choice and consequence. If you spoil our reading circle by losing yourself to a fit of giggles over the word "spurt," rest assured that you will be writing a page on exactly what that word means to you and why you think it's so funny. Don't mess with me, fellas. I'm bigger'n you and I've had three additional decades to cultivate a dirty mind. There's not a reference you can find in any of these books that I haven't already thought of, and snickered over. But in polite company, we keep such things to ourselves. Learn to save it for after class.
While we're at it...a friendly reminder...NO SWEATPANTS. Please, oh please. I know you can't possibly be looking for loose change in those pockets. There is nothing to buy here. I don't know what else I can say about that.
Staring at Her Coffee Cup,
Your Teacher
You have no idea how badly I needed that laugh today.
ReplyDeleteThere is nothing to buy here.
Ha!
I wish I could say I was making that up.
ReplyDeleteDear Sixth Grade Boys are my favorite posts. You should put them all into a book. "Dear Sixth Grade Boys: Advice Your Teacher Isn't Allowed to Say to You Directly Because Parents and School Boards Worry About the Wrong Things.". Ok, so the title needs working, but you get it. :-)
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Christianna, I TOTALLY tell her that all the time!
ReplyDeleteI'm glad that I checked back here- I didn't know you were back and had lots of posts to catch up on! :)
Ha! Spurt.
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