"So, Miss Rorig," started Mark, an 8th grader who has yet to master the pronunciation of my name, "do you have a boyfriend yet?"
"No, I do not have a boyfriend right now." I answered, wondering where in the world this was going.
"Aren't you lonely? Because teachers are always lonely and lazy and have lots of cats."
"No, I'm not lonely and I don't have any cats." I let the lazy thing speak for itself.
"Well," he concluded, "I think you are in denial."
Monday, March 3
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Posted by tara at 6:52 PM
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little punk..how rude! :)
What a toot! I think he might be related to the kid who stole my soda.
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