Last year when I started to substitute teacher here, I was just stopped dead in my tracks one day with a thought: One of these boys will try to date my daughter one day.
I really did just stop dead. And took a big gulp. Oh. dear. I'm not ready for this. Then I did the only sane thing I knew to do: I started to pray.
This week I had slightly different thought: I need a list....a list of boys Melissa will NEVER date.
After all, the purpose of dating is to find a mate. And if you can't sit down, be quiet, do your work, what makes you think will be good husband material???
So, unless you have a "come to Jesus" meeting, please, don't ask to date my daughter.
(Oh, and on a different note: I'm at 7. That would be 7 students I have had removed from my room for disruptive behavior this year. The good news is word is getting out that I don't take much crap. And when I say I'll call the front office, I really will. They really don't pay me enough to deal with disrespectful behavior.)