During second period the bell schedule at campus was off. The principal made a quick announcement explaining the error, however, my students thought that they were allowed to leave. I told them they must wait until the next bell. They proceeded to argue with me that the principal said they could leave. I explained that they could hate me all they want, but they could not leave until the next bell (which rang two minutes later). One student exclaimed: "Miss, weee don't haaate you... we like you."
My own quote: "Nobody leaves until the room is in order and that includes picking up the paper on the floor." In reference to spiral notebook droppings: "That includes those little tiny pieces. It looks like someone's notebook gave birth to a bunch of babies."
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someone's notebook had a liter? nice visual. You're going to miss the demolition derby tomorrow and the Hank's Labor Day Cookout. You will be missed.
:( OMG. It sounds like a blast. Is Peter joining you for the festivities? Have everyone drink a beer for me! Except Hank of course, we all know how he gets after any of your parties!
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