Boy did I have some surprises yesterday. When I got to school Gretchen, Kristen, Jenny, Allyssa, and whatever other tutors work for me after school had decorated my room. They used all available resources including the all-purpose white and orange gossamer and what seemed like 10 lbs of confetti which was scattered everywhere. Gretchen's six period-a-day T.A. and prolific twitterer, Edward, had made me 24 brownie cupcakes and Gretchen and her sister Stephanie decorated them. I watched them do it on Thursday thinking they were for Stephanie for this weekend.
Because of all the decorations and sign that said, "Happy Birthday Beth" and because I have high level students, my students entered the room asking questions like, "Is it your birthday? Really? How old are you?" Normally I say I'm 26, but because of the 24 cupcakes I said I was 24. A couple of kids caught on and were questioned how I could be 24 if I'd been teaching already for 11 years, but some of them bought it hook line and sinker. Because I am all about deceiving young people, I have also managed over the course of the year, to convince all of the little ones that I love Justin Bieber. Only after a couple of months of planting the seeds did I realize that if anyone stopped to think about it, it's kinda creepy given my age, but never-the-less I continued my ruse and so I also recieved as a present a gigantic poster of Justin Bieber. (Note: I do not actually like Justin Bieber. I don't know one Justin Bieber song. I didn't even know he cut his hair a couple of months ago until yesterday. What I know is Bieber is stinking fun to say and when you say Justin Bieber kids react.)
The day was rounded out with a dinner/party at Gretchen's house in which she arranged for me to get a ride there and for Jessica to bring my shit-talking drunk-ass home.
What you can't see is that the floor is covered in confetti.
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