Don Cornelius aka Black Kramer is such a ding dong, and I wouldn’t be able to teach this year without him. Yesterday, we show him a picture of this monster snail that none of us knows if it is real or not. Well, Don Cornelius thinks its real and hangs out underneath his trampoline.
Today I saw Don Cornelius at lunch and asked him if he went looking for the snail monster under the trampoline. there is this big smile and a long pause, and then he says, “No.” I ask him, “Are you sure?” and said that he didn’t go looking for him. I give him that look. you know, that look that lets him know that I know what he knows. so we leave it at that.
My after lunch class comes around, and, lo and behold, a fellow classmate was laughing about Don Cornelius went looking for the snail monster under his trampoline. my ears perk up,and I tune in asking the friend if Don Cornelius really went looking underneath the trampoline. His friend said that he totally did. I just knew he did, and I told his friend that he lied to me, and I was so going to get him when he came to next period.
It gets better. all the kids know that I have been waiting for my last period class to spring the snail monster on Don Cornelius, and they help me out with information and say nothing. next thing you know, his friends are laughing and telling the story of how Don Cornelius wanted to know how I knew he had a trampoline and dogs in his back yards. rather than ask anyone, and his friends and the rest of the kids on our team totally knows what is up, Don Cornelius is scratching his head wondering how I got my information. I told him I have bat hearing and eyes everywhere, and I think he believes it. He kept telling his friends that he couldn’t get over how much Miss Underground Teacher knew about him. This is why I love this kid. He will fall for anything and take it in stride.
No one has dared to tell him what is up. Everyone is just keeping quiet about it and letting the boy sit in his own confusion. either way, when I saw him, I told him that I knew he went looking for the snail monster underneath the trampoline, and he was like, “Who told you?”
Next thing you know, you hear him muttering something about “Can’t get nothin’ past her. I don’t know how she does it.”
It’s one of the perks of the job.
Underground Teacher: Don Cornelius is a Ding Dong
monster, smile
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