Ok, I try not to blog about work, but this one can't be helped.
One of my students is a colossal football player who happened to have a birthday on Wednesday. He celebrated the day by not attending school. When he came into class on Thursday, the first thing that he said was, "Ain't you going to wish me a happy belated birthday?" I complied and asked, "So, what did you do yesterday instead of going to school?" He replied, "I went to the mall, went out to eat, went to the spa..."
"Ok, wait a minute. Please give me more information about the statement 'I went to the spa.'"
"I got my nails fixed. A manicure and pedicure. My mom don't like me to look raggedy."
"Please show me your hands."
Imagine Shaq thrusting his hands into your face. Then imagine that his nails were filed into perfect ovals and painted pink.
A few hours later I had study hall duty with another teacher. When he came in, I immediately asked him to interrogate the student about what he had done for his birthday.
A few boys started mocking him immediately. "He went to the spa! He gay!."
For a second I thought that I would have to intervene, but he responded confidently, "No I ain't. I just like to look good. All the men in Europe is doin' it."
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