Here's a little tale out of school that came from within the school yesterday. Perhaps I have mentioned how Mr. S likes to tell stories. Not necessarily verifiable stories, mind you. But he has a story for any incident that you toss at him. Remember how I found out he had connections with a bull-running horn-through-the-lower-leg incident, and to the United States tour of King Tut? Uh huh. It's like that.
All week we had seen and read snippets about the poor jogger who was minding his own business loping along that South Carolina beach listening to his iPod and improving his cardiovascular system so that he could live longer. Or not. Hear the record-screeching sound effect? Come on. I know you are all old enough to remember records. That jogger was, too. Except that he won't ever hear one again, because...well...he is dead due to a plane that crash-landed on him. Talk about being in the wrong place at the wrong time!
So Mr. S was telling his students about this incident, because...well...it is a current event, and Mr. S is all about the educatin' of the children with current events. But the kicker is, Mr. S has walked on that beach! The very beach of the unfortunate health-conscious jogger inadvertent homicide. It's true!
Because Mr. S said so.
Some of my students did not buy it. In fact, they couldn't wait to tell me about Mr. S's story. They spoke scornfully of the S-man's claims. "Yeah, like he has actually walked on that beach." Until one of them said, "No. He walked on the water."
Friday, March 19, 2010
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3 comments:
LOL!!!! Poor Mr. S....pretty bad when even the students have figured him out.
Please tell me that Mr. S is NOT a camper ......... please.
Jennifer,
They caught on around Christmas time.
Kathy,
Relax. He's not a camper. But I'm sure he has stories about camping.
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