For weeks they’ve been constantly bickering before and after class. During a speaking test, Emily expresses her disdain for the likes of Jace and explains that his efforts to bring her down continue during regular school. She is sad, she is heartbroken.
Jace, on the other hand, is unaffected by her cool words and seems to relish in her inability to correctly construct solid comebacks in English to his quick quips. But Jace is lacking too. And unfortunately, but fortunately for me and you, he is unable to correct and maybe is even unaware of his speaking blunder that involves replacing the letter L with R (despite several attempts to fix it).
And thus begins, the tale of Tuesday…or maybe it was Thursday.
Anyways, it’s a normal day. A shorter work day. The bell has rung indicating that it is time to head to my favorite afternoon class. I enter the classroom and the students are unusually quiet, which is a sign that something has just happened. I decide to let things play out to see if the unknown issue is over or if it will somehow continue. I take role.
“Hello David!” “Good bye teacher!” Ugh.
“Hello Ella!” “Hello teacher!” Yay!
“Hello Jace!” “Jace not here!” Of course.
“Hello Emily!” “Teacher Jace not nice to me! Jace say the mean things before class!”
Jace starts to get worked up. He’s going to say something. Emily looks like she’s about to cry. Oh dear.
“Jace. Did you say something mean to Emily?”
“Teacher, I did not say.” Jace starts to break into a smile. Yes, he did.
Emily’s rage reaches a new level as she grabs all of her books (there are 7 of them for this class) and rushes to Jace’s chair acting like she’s going to clobber him on the head.
“Emily, if you do that, I’ll have to give you a yellow card.” Of course I wouldn’t really give her a yellow card – unless she hit him pretty hard.
“Yeah. Take that...Emirrrrry!”
Jace, on the other hand, is unaffected by her cool words and seems to relish in her inability to correctly construct solid comebacks in English to his quick quips. But Jace is lacking too. And unfortunately, but fortunately for me and you, he is unable to correct and maybe is even unaware of his speaking blunder that involves replacing the letter L with R (despite several attempts to fix it).
And thus begins, the tale of Tuesday…or maybe it was Thursday.
Anyways, it’s a normal day. A shorter work day. The bell has rung indicating that it is time to head to my favorite afternoon class. I enter the classroom and the students are unusually quiet, which is a sign that something has just happened. I decide to let things play out to see if the unknown issue is over or if it will somehow continue. I take role.
“Hello David!” “Good bye teacher!” Ugh.
“Hello Ella!” “Hello teacher!” Yay!
“Hello Jace!” “Jace not here!” Of course.
“Hello Emily!” “Teacher Jace not nice to me! Jace say the mean things before class!”
Jace starts to get worked up. He’s going to say something. Emily looks like she’s about to cry. Oh dear.
“Jace. Did you say something mean to Emily?”
“Teacher, I did not say.” Jace starts to break into a smile. Yes, he did.
Emily’s rage reaches a new level as she grabs all of her books (there are 7 of them for this class) and rushes to Jace’s chair acting like she’s going to clobber him on the head.
“Emily, if you do that, I’ll have to give you a yellow card.” Of course I wouldn’t really give her a yellow card – unless she hit him pretty hard.
“Yeah. Take that...Emirrrrry!”
