Confiscated !!!
Well, since leaving the ghetto place I used to work at last year I have not had much to say about work. The funny stories were all gone!
Well, that was until yesterday...
Yesterday I spent my day watching a National Theatre performance of Cinderella. It was pretty cool. What I could understand of it seemed funny...
So, I get to work in the morning and I have to load my 54 students onto buses. I choose a bus to ride on. Five minutes into the ride and I hear a student shout out with delight "Miss Nora, Mohamed has CIGAYEEER!!!!!!!!!"
Mohamed repeatedly denies the evil accusations! The other boy tries to take Mohamed's lunch box and Mohamed grips it like the Jaws of Life!
I ask Mohamed if I can see his nice Power Rangers lunch box.
I open it and I find some innocent roomie cheese sandwiches.... All is well until I discover the side pocket. I open the pocket and can't believe my eyes....
I find a pack of cigarettes and 2 lighters!
He keeps telling me something about his mom and his cousin... but his sentences were jumbled by the fear he felt in his heart.
I tell him I believe him but I am going to have to confiscate them....
I do believe him that they are not his...
Mohamed is 6 years old!
I am just wondering why his mom is using his lunch box!
So, I get back and tell the head teacher and of course we think it is hilarious...
Anyway, all is well in the first grade world.... until today!
Today as I am enjoying watching my kids rehearse in their music class one of my assistants comes to me to tell me that she needs to talk to me.
I go to the hallway to talk to her and she tells me that there is a problem and she needs to tell me.
One of my students decided to bring a magazine with her to school to show her friends. A lot of students do this. They bring Mickey comics, they bring stories, they bring cute things...
This girl brought a picture of a naked man!
The magazine is one of the ones I would buy at an airport. Full of gossip, fashion, makeup...
This one also had pictures of naked men, men kissing each other, sexual positions to try with illustrations, vibrator ads, two lovers being caught in the act!
It was full of stuff that no six year old should see.....
Well, I had to confiscate that too...
Went to the head teacher to tell him and now he is left wondering what really goes on in first grade...
I am wondering too!
posted by Nora @ 5:25 PM
8 Comments:
man oh man.
i get sad when i see innocence being lost for experience so early and so young.
ROCK ONNNNNN! FIRST GRADE DUDES! AWWOOOOOOOOOOOO
Mona,
Yeah, I know. It makes me sad too. Times like these make me worry about what life will be like in the future.
Fesh,
You are such a man whore!
:oP
*Fesh blushes.
haha
when i was at school (2nd grade i think), i used to use all these random things around the house as part of my imaginary toy playground. So shoes would be used as cars, tables as fortresses, etc (very overactive imagination)...
So one day i brought some stuff into show and tell. One of the things i brought was a pack of my sisters tampons (which i had no idea what they were) into class and used it as a TANK. It actually had G.I.Joe's sticking out of it with guns. When the teacher saw it her jaw dropped and she just froze!
Fesh,
I don't know why, but I do not believe that me calling you a man-whore really did make you blush! I think you've accepted your man-whoreishness a long time ago!!
:o)
That guy,
That's hilarious! I guess having an over active imagination with a streak of creativity is a cool thing... Makes growing up easier and cheaper.. I am guessing that you never really had to spend the big bucks on toys when you had tampons!
So, did you ever play with cigarettes and almost porn?
:o)
I can not believe you bought the mother story :)
LOL
There is a naive part of me that wants to hope that it is true!
Just one of those things that you will not believe no matter what!
I am sure that if I saw him smoking the cigarette I still would believe that they were not his!
The kid is 6!!!!!!!!!!!!
I started smoking at 14 and I think that was too young!!!!
:o)
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