A. H. SMITH
Showing posts with label Schooled. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Schooled. Show all posts

Tuesday, August 23, 2011

Schooled: The Birthday


Me: Ok. Let’s get working.
He: Is today your birthday, Mr. Smith?

Schooled: The Fence


Me: You’re late.
He (muffled): Sorry.

Schooled: The Break Up

He: She’ll probably be crying all period.
Me: What?

Schooled: The Kickball Game

He: Good kick, Mr. Smith!
Second He: You got a double--way to go!

Schooled: The Baby

Me: Good morning.
She: (no response)

Schooled: The Insult


Teacher She: Can this young lady sit in your class until the Dean comes to get her? She and another girl almost got into a fist fight in the middle of my class. I’ll keep the other one in my room.
Me: No problem. Have a seat, young lady.

Schooled: The Confession


Me: Where were you yesterday?
He: Ah…the nurse’s office. I was sick.

Schooled: The Tardy

She (at the door): Mr. Smith, can I talk to you outside for a minute.
Me: Sure.

Monday, August 22, 2011

Sunday, August 21, 2011

Schooled: The Bathroom

Me: Why are you in the girl’s bathroom?
He: What?

Schooled: The Weather

She: I'm freezing.
Me: You're wearing flip flops.

Schooled: The Boyfriend

Me: Are you working hard or just being beautiful?
She: I have a new boyfriend!
Me: That's great.
She: Do you want to know his name?
Me: Not particularly.
She: His name is Steven Wachowski.
Me: That's wonderful. Is he Polish?
She: No, he's from New York.