A Proud Moment

After I pull out two certain kiddos for resource room support in my classroom, I send them back to their general classroom with some independent work to do. The girl always finishes it. The boy typically will do half, or a quarter of it. I've mentioned my disappointment about his work ethic a few times this week. Today, he came to my office, waving his worksheets and exclaiming very triumphantly:

"Look, look, Mrs. B! I stop being dumb and stop playin' around and I done it ALL!"