French got called into a tough supply gig recently. A grade 9 class had already driven off one teacher, so the board gave French a crack at it. They were a really rowdy bunch the first day, but French came up with a plan for day two to settle them down.
He was inspired when he was standing near his window. There was a wild cross breeze and his tie kept flapping in the wind. French came into my room and asked me if I had any cardboard. We broke down a yearbook box and he stuffed it down his shirt, buttoned it back up, and straightened his tie.
During class his tie, once again, started flapping in the wind. He brushed it aside, and kept acting more, and more, annoyed every time it happened. He finally just snapped, grabbed a stapler, and fired a few staples into his tie.
The kids were quiet the rest of the class.
I just wish I hadn't lent him my tie.
2 comments:
I'm laughing so hard. Thank you.
that's true
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