Can we smoke in here?

Last week, I walked into my classroom to find that my students had been writing on the white board. Amongst the usual monsters, pictures of ‘ugly teacher’, ‘we want pizza’s’, there was, in big letters the middle of the board, the following gem:

“Yellow Hair, go back to Canada!”

….Lovely.

Today, I walked to the back of the room while my students were working on their grammar exercises, and had been for 10 minutes. “WJ,” I said to one of my students. “Where’s your pencil?”

He looked at me like a sad cow. “No.”

“No? What do you mean no?”

He shrugged.

“Do you have a pencil?”

“No.”

“Were you going to ask for one?”

“No.”

“Were you planning on just sitting there for the whole three hours?

Sad cow eyes.

siiiigggghhhh