While the kids are away, everyone else will... play rock paper scissors to decide who gets to ride in my car to the movie theater.
I swear my life is like that sketch out of this past Saturday's SNL with Tina Fey and the Bieb. Of the 18 students who stayed back during the eighth grade trip to Washington D.C. this week, 17 of them are boys. Two of those boys have giant, laughable, palpable crushes on me. So much so that other teachers are now running interference for me.
As I announced in the parking lot that I had four seats open to drive students to the movie, there appeared four boys behind me as if they'd already worked out who was coming. Oh wait, they did. As I talked video games with one of my students during lunch, a group of eight (ish) boys circled up to see who would get a coveted spot in my car. I wish there was a less embarrassing way to tell them I'm really not that cool.
This week has resulted in me wanting their collection of J-Bieb's hits.
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