The joys of teaching:
Walking along the road at the end of break, I spy a boy heading towards me with his top shirt button undone and his shirt-tails hanging out of his trousers. I stop him, and ask him if he knows why I've stopped him.
Him: Because I'm eating toast in the street, Miss?
Me: No, for your shirt, but as you've admitted to the toast, I might as well tell you off for that offence as well!
Mua-ha-ha! :-)
Monday, January 17, 2005
by Mad at 3:19 pm
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There's a difference? - Tom
There speaks the product of the public school system ....
Today he's eating toast, tomorrow he'll be setting fire to your legs if you don't stamp down on that sort of behaviour - Rob
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