He refused to finish his work before leaving class to "take a piss."
So, he said my rules were "janke" and walked out.
But, he returned, sat down, did his work, and waited with everyone to be dismissed.
I kept him after class.
"I'm real sorry I lost it like that. I try not to be like my dad. But you know, sometimes I guess stuff just builds up. But M'am, I swear I'm workin' to be more of a man, you know? I won't disrespect you again, I promise."
I kept a strict face and a stern voice, despite wanting to smile a little.
This broad-shouldered boy with dreads towered above me, yet he'd forgotten that.
Six-foot seventh grader, you'll grow to fit.
Created: Jul 20, 2012karaw33 Document Media