Yesterday, I reviewed test corrections with my 4th grade math class.
One of the problems read, "School starts at 8:15 a.m. It takes Heather 15 minutes to walk to school. At what time should she start for school if she wants to get there 10 minutes early?"
Being short on time, I was trying to rush through the corrections and accidentally read,
"School starts at 8:15 a.m. It takes Heather 15 minutes to walk to school. At what time should she fart...errr....I mean...start...for school if she wants to get there 10 minutes early?"
Giggle snorts ensued.
Especially the boys.
And with 7 boys in my class and only 1 girl...it became evident quite quickly that I had
lost. complete. control.
{Through no fault of my own, I have become the class clown.}
One of the problems read, "School starts at 8:15 a.m. It takes Heather 15 minutes to walk to school. At what time should she start for school if she wants to get there 10 minutes early?"
Being short on time, I was trying to rush through the corrections and accidentally read,
"School starts at 8:15 a.m. It takes Heather 15 minutes to walk to school. At what time should she fart...errr....I mean...start...for school if she wants to get there 10 minutes early?"
Giggle snorts ensued.
Especially the boys.
And with 7 boys in my class and only 1 girl...it became evident quite quickly that I had
lost. complete. control.
{Through no fault of my own, I have become the class clown.}
3 comments:
I kinda bet you became the class clown a little earlier in the year! I am sure the kids LOVE you and all your shenanigans!
I laughed so hard at your recent blogs, (yes, I had to catch up) Steve wondered what I was doing, and he was upstairs! What a great flair for humor you have. Appropriate for a class clown I suppose.
It is fun to see you blogging again. You know how I love to hear about Petal!
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