(seeing two kids peek out of my room at the end of the hall)
Oh boy. I hope they're not killing each other.
(I walk into the room, relieved to remember that today is SSR day and it is still break)
Jake: "That's the signal!"
(something falls from above on my head)
Me: "What the?!"
Class: (roars laughing)
Me: "Man, and I was just going to congratulate you on how quiet and responsible you're being. Also, why did a whiteboard eraser just fall on my head?"
Lane: (laughing so hard she can barely speak) "It...(gasp)...was on..the..COWBELL!"
Me: "Ummm, okay, well, I guess that was funny. Let's not booby-trap the door anymore, though." (put down the package of dry-erase markers I carried back from the supply room)
Harris: "Ms. Sefcik? Can you write the date on the board for us?"
Me: "Oh, sure." (walk to board and can't find any of my markers. I walk around, puzzled, and then open the new package I brought and write the date on the board)
Meanwhile, the students are dissolving in fits of giggles.
Me: "Okay, what is hilarious? Do I have food on my face or something?"
(one student can't handle it anymore and rolls from his desk to the floor, turning purple from laughing so hard)
Me: (starting to get worried that something is seriously wrong with my appearance)
Kate: "The markers!"
Me: "Where are all the markers?"
Nathan: (points at the marker tray under the whiteboard)
Me: (confused, I bed down) "Oh-kay, hilarious guys." (I pull the marker that has been carefully taped under the tray off and go to write with it, only to find that the cap has been securely taped to the marker itself) "Wowwww."
(After careful examination of the rest of the room, I discover that all of my markers have both been sealed shut and taped under various pieces of furniture. I've been PUNK'D.)
(I walk into the room, relieved to remember that today is SSR day and it is still break)
Jake: "That's the signal!"
(something falls from above on my head)
Me: "What the?!"
Class: (roars laughing)
Me: "Man, and I was just going to congratulate you on how quiet and responsible you're being. Also, why did a whiteboard eraser just fall on my head?"
Lane: (laughing so hard she can barely speak) "It...(gasp)...was on..the..COWBELL!"
Me: "Ummm, okay, well, I guess that was funny. Let's not booby-trap the door anymore, though." (put down the package of dry-erase markers I carried back from the supply room)
Harris: "Ms. Sefcik? Can you write the date on the board for us?"
Me: "Oh, sure." (walk to board and can't find any of my markers. I walk around, puzzled, and then open the new package I brought and write the date on the board)
Meanwhile, the students are dissolving in fits of giggles.
Me: "Okay, what is hilarious? Do I have food on my face or something?"
(one student can't handle it anymore and rolls from his desk to the floor, turning purple from laughing so hard)
Me: (starting to get worried that something is seriously wrong with my appearance)
Kate: "The markers!"
Me: "Where are all the markers?"
Nathan: (points at the marker tray under the whiteboard)
Me: (confused, I bed down) "Oh-kay, hilarious guys." (I pull the marker that has been carefully taped under the tray off and go to write with it, only to find that the cap has been securely taped to the marker itself) "Wowwww."
(After careful examination of the rest of the room, I discover that all of my markers have both been sealed shut and taped under various pieces of furniture. I've been PUNK'D.)
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