An Introduction

I am a masochist. By which I mean that I teach eighth graders. When I tell people what I do they usually cringe or bless me, and occassionally they say, “You must have some really interesting stories.” If you only knew…

This afternoon, Dayton reported to my room directly after his Spanish I class. Our conversation went as follows.

Dayton: “Hola, profesora”
Me: “Hola, Dayton, como estas?”
Dayton: “…Ocho!”

And that, esentially, is what student of the day is all about. My kids do and say weird things, and I write about these events while making questionable punctuation choices. For the record, I’m fabricating names because, like I said, I’m a teacher. I can’t afford a lawsuit.