Are You Sure About That?

The kids were hyped up today after a long weekend and in anticipation of another long weekend to come next week.  Some skipped.  Some showed up with more bad parenting issues that I was supposed to fix.  Some were lazy and some were just goofy.  It was one of those days when I really didn't have to say much.

Heard in my room today:

Them:  Caesar was a real person.  He was a Greek God.
     Me: Are you sure about that?  (followed by a crash course in geography and mythology)

Them:  The book is wrong.  Poe was to British.
      Me:  Are you sure about that?   (Followed by directions to an encyclopedia)

Them (looking at some posters I put up):  Why did you up all those billboards?
      Me. . . Raised eyebrow and silent

Them:  I decided I am just going to finish my project tomorrow.  You'll still take it, right?
     Me:  Are you sure about that?  (followed by an inquiry about their intent in passing my class)

Them:  You aren't nearly as old as we thought!
     Me:  more raised eyebrows and silence followed by head shaking


Pretty much every hour there was someone just wasn't on the same page with me.  Who knows if that kid even had a page.  And then seventh hour came.  One kid was razzing the other about his typing.  The second, very loudly proclaimed, "look, I am just a chicken pecker!"

At this point I just turned to the wall and silently shook with laughter. I am not sure if he ever figured out that he was a "hunt and peck" typist rather than just a chicken pecker.

Them (as the bell rang):  Mrs. Rucker, what kinda class are you runnin'?
     Me:  I wish I knew.  Let's go home