doesn't like rat tails either
naughtiest kid I had last year was in second grade. He did and said unbelievable
things on a daily basis. One of my favorites was when he approached a non-sped
fifth grader whom he did know and said "You smell like your mom."
June of last year we had a fire drill. Somehow, this kid had managed to smuggle
a pair of scissors out with him as we exited the building. The whole school
lined up on the field out front during these drills. Everyone is also supposed
to be silent.
found it odd that during the drill this particular kid wasn't being noisy and
annoying. I walked back to the end of the line where he was. In his hand he had
the scissors and a chunk of human hair. He had cut the rat-tail off of the boys
hair who was standing in front of him! (You know what a rat tail is--think
1980's white trash, a thin mullet that hangs just from the bottom).
freaked out, not knowing what to do. I took the scissors and the hair from him,
said nothing to the boy whose hair had been cut, and pretended that nothing
happened. Surprisingly, nothing was ever mentioned about the missing rat-tail.
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