I teach seniors, and we are very familiar with each other because I taught them in 10th grade. On my desk was a glass mug with Stepbrothers images on it given to me by a student years ago. The other day, two students accidently knocked it over, sh...
I teach seniors, and we are very familiar with each other because I taught them in 10th grade. On my desk was a glass mug with Stepbrothers images on it given to me by a student years ago. The other day, two students accidently knocked it over, shattering it to pieces. The whole class freaked out; strangely, they loved that mug too. As I swept it up, I talked about how much it meant to me. I said, "Well, I decided a long time ago if this mug ever broke that would be my last day." They were unusually quiet. I told the office about it laughing, and the plan was made. I was late to work. A parapro opened my door for the students telling them she didn't know where I was, only that she didn't know where I was. When I showed up, they erupted. All kinds of emotions. They were very glad I showed up. I said I had to drop my husband off to get his truck. At the end of class the kid that broke the cup, not the one they blamed, asked me very quietly, "when are you leaving?" Two years I said and he breathed a sigh of relief. It's good to know you can still pull the wool even on a bunch of seniors. submitted by /u/baldmisery17 [link] [comments]