One of my math colleagues lives in another town than where we teach. She does not like the school system there so has permission for her son to attend our school. He is not in my class yet. Bright and freespirited.
I am talking about prom with another math teacher about prom, when Mom shows up. She has some questions we talk about. Son shows up.
Mom..."who's earring is that?" pointed at the grarish thing.
Son, "mine."
I am laughing and dying at my seat. "*Son*," I say..."can I shake your hand.?"
