Tuesday, May 6, 2008

Two Conversations

A 5th grader has taken to calling me "mom".  I pull hims aside during lunch.
 
Me: Listen, you can't call me mom.  It's inappropriate for a number of reasons.
5th grader: Like what?
Me: Well, I'm not your mom, for one.  More important, my name, as far as you're concerned, is Miss Cinseors.  That's it.
5th grader: How about aunt?
Me: No.
5th grader: Cuz?
Me: even more no.
5th grader: Aw, come on, chief.
 
 
 
An 8th grader is drumming on his desk.  I stare at him until he realizes I'm staring at him.
 
Other 8th grader: Why are you making African music?
Drummer: That's what I do when I have to pee.
 
 
Is it May 28th yet?

2 comments:

Dad said...

Sweet Savannah! That is SOOOOOO funny! Sounds like something your twin would say. He recently called your MaMa "Calvert County."

Chris Lund said...

Brilliant.