Andrew raises his hand. "Mrs. B? I can't breathe."
"Why not?", I prompt.
"Because of Ricky" he informs me.
Suddenly, I can smell Ricky too. And what did Ricky have to say for himself? "There's a skunk in my pocket."
Not Modern Enough to Use Modern Conveniences
8 months ago
6 comments:
What?? Is that a new term for that old bodily function?
Brenda
Skunk in your dad's pocket too!! Mom
WHAT? A real skunk? Was it really? Then what happened?
A skunk??? I hope he cleaned up nicely.
5th graders area awesome. :)
I once taught at a school with k-7. I was a special needs teacher who frequently traveled class to class. The stink got worse as the grade levels rose. I was often gagging near 6 and 7 grade rooms. Adolescents put out amazing hormones, don't they?
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