"Miss, I will pay you 20 dinars to change my seat. "
One of my students walked into class the other day with a large rip in the front of his polo shirt, right along the collar. He could see that I was looking at his shirt, so he merely smiled and said, "Teacher, it's the new style." I kind of shook my head and let it go. About 10 minutes later, the students were working on a writing assignment. I looked up from my desk and discovered that Mr. Fashion had taken a mini stapler out of his pencil case and was now intently trying to staple his shirt back together. I watched him for a good 3 minutes without him knowing. After three or four strategically placed staples, he was satisfied. He put away the stapler and continued writing.
Student:"You'd better not or you're dead meat and toast!" (said to another student while I was standing nearby.)
Me: "Dead meat on toast?"
Student: "No, AND toast."
Me: "Where did the toast come from?"
Student: "I don't know; it's just dead meat and toast."
A few weeks back I decided we need to do some drama in my class. I assigned the students a story to read, and then placed them in groups. Their task was to write the story into a play that they would act out for the class. I gave them the liberty to change the dialogue as they saw necessary, and they took to the task like fish to water. After several noisy and fairly chaotic class periods, the scripts were ready and the plays set to begin. Little did I know just exactly how into it these kids would get. I had students in costumes, boys in wigs, and shirts stuffed with Kleenex. One group even included a little break dance scene enhanced with the appropriate lingo, such as "What up, boy?" It was great fun.
The budding stars
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