In the DREADED ISD Room
In the years I worked for the school district (that shall remained unnamed) I often times subbed for different areas. One of these was the dreaded ISD room. In School Detention. I would cover occasionally when the ISD gal wanted to go to lunch, etc.
We had a little kindergarten boy (I will call him Johnny) that was a holy terror. Well he landed in ISD for some infraction during his lunch hour. I won’t lie – he actually lived in ISD during his lunch hours. ANYWAY….I was looking at a paper he was working on and I suggested he redo a few of his math problems.
ME – “Johnny, I think you should recheck some of your answers.” Innocent eyes looked up at me.
JOHNNY – “Are you a math teacher?”
ME – “No”
JOHNNY – “Well you have been out of school a long time. I think I know what I’m doing.”
I WAS ONLY IN MY LATE 30s!!!! I never got a swelled head in this job!