So I teach on the weekends, and sometimes my students areā¦ chaotic
Me: do you remember your homework? (Sheās been āforgettingā her homework for the past couple of weeks)
Student: *nods*
Me: ok point to the line youāre supposed to read
Student: *points to a line*
Me: no, thatās line 6. Youāre doing lines 5-6
Student: *points to line*
Me: no thatās line 4
Student: *blanks*
Me, emphasizing: lines 5-6
Student: *blank*
Me, pointing: if this is line 4 and this is line 6, then whereās line 5?
Student: *blank*
Me: do you know how to count?
Student: no
Me: ā¦okay. Uh. *gives in* This is line 5
ā¦ do you know your numbers? 1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 6?
Student: *nods*
Me: okayā¦ what comes after 4?
Student: ..9!
Student 1: sheās laughing
Student 2: sheās not laughing
Student 1: of course sheās laughing, does it look like sheās crying?
Me, trying so hard not to go āBITCH I MIGHT BEā
Student 2: Iām cold blooded
Student 1: youāre not cold blooded
Student 2: I have a cold heart
Student 1: that doesnāt mean youāre cold blooded
Student 2: I will punch you in the face
Student 1: you see these threats sheās making!
Student 2: ā¦ *tonelessly* I love you. *hugs her*
Student 1: I turn red when Iām laughing cuz I canāt breathe.
Student 2: then donāt laugh.
Student 1: why do people do it (hookah)
Me: why do people do drugs
Student 2: to feel good. To go to another world
Student 1: to die
Student 1: my reaction to everything is to laugh. My parents told me my auntās dad died and I chuckled
Student 1: I think I have hallucinations
