Saturday, February 13, 2010

The 6th graders were being loud and unruly, so I went to the phone. It got quiet, all eyes on me. I looked at them dead serious, and said "I'm calling the police." 32 jaws dropped in shock. I said "No, I'm not. But I should." I was actually calling my mom to ask for peanut butter and crackers for lunch. But it was worth the 5 seconds of sheer terror in their eyes. Little monsters.

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