Conversations I had with students throughout the day:
-There were some men dressed in Mexican army uniforms caught smuggling drugs. The president of Mexico says the uniforms were stolen, my kids say they weren't.
-Why casinos are not good and why in MS they only have them (or used to have them) on water.
-How to pronounce the name of the state of Louisiana (correctly, in Mississippian and in Spanish)
-How to say "can I borrow an eraser" so that can no longer be an excuse to talk in class.
-I was called a "white girl" for needing multiple blankets to sit through tomorrow's soccer game.
-One of my students got a job...I thought he said he was a "foot runner" this was highly confusing, but I had to send him off to class. Actually he is a "food runner" at a restaurant. Still don't *really* know what that is, but it at least makes sense.
-Was I called chismosa today? No, I think that was last week.
-The system of nicknames and some new spanish curse words.
-About how my mom and I have the same sarcastic sense of humor. :) When she was teaching and her first graders would come whining about splinters and such, she would offer to amputate. She said when the lips started quivering she would back off. I say things like that to my kids, of course the humor is lost on them most of the time. They just think I'm strange.
Fairly exciting day. Nothing disappeared and no one said I was a bad teacher. In fact many of my students today told me I was a *good* teacher. That made me feel better.
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I would guess that your boy with a job is working at one of those restaurants where you order at a counter, sit down, and then they bring you your food. I would also guess that he's a "food runner" instead of a "waiter/server," so that they pay he $x/hr, but he doesn't get tips.
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