Tard has problems with change:
I assign classroom jobs to my kids. The jobs include titles such as: line
leader, messengers, librarians, door holders, etc. I change these jobs every
Last week, the old new kid and another student were the messengers. This
means that they both walk the attendance sheet down to the office in the
morning. They were the messengers every morning last week.
This Monday morning, the old new kid could not handle the fact that he was no
longer the messenger. He seriously thought I was fucking with him. I kept
telling him that the jobs change every Monday, but he continued to argue.
he busts out loudly with, "It was Me. Me and that brown kid were the
messengers." While saying this, he is also pointing at poor Evan. He then said
again, "The brown kid and me are it." I cut him off at that, but it was damn
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