Today, I was trying to teach math. I say trying because every day I feel more like I have managed behavior than taught any mathematical concepts. I think it is because math is after lunch.
As soon as we get into the room, I check homework and put up the correct answers for students to check their work. As I am doing this, D decides to yell "Go!" over and over at another girl who is supposed to switch classes. I say to her, "You don't need to tell anyone when to leave the room." D responds "I wasn't, that was him." as she points to K, who has the deepest voice in the class.
I look at her and sarcastically say, "There you go performing those magic tricks again. You and J should really get together and do an act, because you astound and amaze me all the time."
Then I try to explain to them that I have a working pair of eyes and ears, and they are not going to fool me by blaming their actions on someone else, because magic is not real.
To which K replies, "Magic is real!"
I turn and make a motion with my hand towards him like I'm waving a magic wand and say, "Poof. Then how come nothing just happened?"
Everyone laughs. Again, I was trying to teach math. But then, the road to hell was paved with good intentions, right? Maybe that's where dragons get their fire breath.
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