Sometimes, part of what makes my day and what makes my job awesome is the students. Those days are fun because they make me laugh, and I love laughing.
Today's incident happened on the way out of school. I was fixing my shoulder bag and the outside handle hung loosely off my shoulder. I was walking through the doorway and the handle of the door caught my bad, yanking me back about two feet. Obviously, I was startled. I hadn't expected to be thrown backwards, and so I looked at the door in confusion and unhooked myself.
I started walking forward again and I heard one of my students, who was walking behind me, say, "That would be a door, Ms. Caprini."
Aaaaah, the blossoming sarcasm of an eighth grader. And it was my favorite type, very subtle and almost insulting if you didn't know better. It was the perfect zinger, and I laughed when he said it. Hey, I never said I was coordinated.
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