Day 6, Monday: If you couldn't answer with your job, how would you answer the question, 'what do you do'?
J: Ms. Aleshea, you got a boyfriend? Me: No ma'am J: Well, why you ain't got no boyfriend?
K: Ms. Aleshea can I have snack. I ain't get snack.
Me: Yes, you did. It's all over your face.
K: *wipes off the snack and then runs off*
D: You ain't gonna tell my Momma. Please don't tell my Momma.
Me: Boy, you peed on the side of the school. Don't you think I have to tell yo Momma.
D to T: That why you got one tooth that's longer than the other.
T to D: Shut up cause yo Momma got one gold tooth.
D to T: At least I know who my Daddy is.
Me: *shakes head* Really y'all
But this one is ALWAYS my favorite y'all:
Some random kid calls me Ms. or Teacher a million times and I politely look at them and say: "That ain't my name. Come back when you remember it!"
― Pat Conroy, My Losing Season: A Memoir
Day 6 of 21: That's in the bag.
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