I do teacher-on-call work and I've been doing it for some time. I was on this one day assignment where I was finding the class exceptionally challenging. Anyway, kids try a lot of different things, but the plan these two came up with, well, what a set-up.
These two teenage boys, about 15, were planning something. I could tell the way they were kind of huddled and glancing at me to see what I was doing. My radar was up, I needed to watch those two.
So, the one asks if he can go to the washroom. I'm still wondering what they are up to, but I let him go. Well, he pulls his shirt up so it isn't covering his butt and starts doing this wiggly dance on his way out. I'm watching him closely, thinking, "what the heck is he up to?" And the wiggly dance thing, wiggle the butt as much as you can kind of dance, continues as he leaves the classroom.
I look back at his friend, still wondering what they are up to, and out of his mouth comes, "Mrs. W., shame on you, I saw you watching. I saw you watching his bum, shame on you Mrs. W."
Well, I swear, I've never been so grateful for an out of control class in my life. The saving grace was that the class was so out of control, they missed the prank.
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