kokopellinelli (kokopellinelli) wrote,

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Had another sub job today. Seventh- and eighth-grade choir. It wasn't bad. I actually had four choir classes and two beginning guitar classes. The choir classes got to just do study hall all day, though they mostly just sat around and talked, and the guitar classes had to practice Greensleeves, but I tell ya, none of what they were playing sounded like Greensleeves to me.

Most of the kids were pretty okay. Some tested me a little, throwing paper airplanes and such until I casually mentioned something about the report I had to write at the end of class.

In my last guitar class, I had some kids I wanted to smack. Unfortunately, schools frown on that sort of thing. Then several of the kids (all boys in this class, except for one girl) started trying to convince me that their teacher gave them each five dollars every day.

"No," said I.

"Well, what you say if I told you I was poor?"

"I would still say no."

Different kid. "What would you say if I told you I lived in a dumpster?"

"I would say you're lying."

Different kid, with a very smug look on his face. "What would you say if I told you my dad died?"

I looked at him and said, "I would say I'm very sorry and I know how you feel."

That shut him right up.

A while later he asked how old I was "when it happened" to me, because it happened to him just last month. I told him I was thirteen, in eighth grade, and he said, "Like me."

"That's right."

Surprisingly enough, I liked that kid and his friends after that. The other boys in the class, however...

"I MADE UP THIS SONG!" *plays a riff from some Jimi Hendrix song* "THIS ONE TOO!" *Metallica* "THIS ONE TOO!" *some other song that's familiar*

Then he started singing. Eventually I had to threaten him with the after-class report, too.

Then I had lunch duty, which basically means I was stuck in this neon cafeteria (each wall painted bright yellow, orange, green, or blue), pacing in conspicuous circles, picking stuff up off the tables and stacking chairs. Then I got to come home at around 1pm.

All in all, not so bad. I wish that I was more intimidating, but most of the kids were less horrible than I thought they'd be. I think I made a couple friends, including one very sullen girl who looked like she was about to cry the whole time. We got to talking about art and she smiled at me. That was good enough.

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