In the middle of his Algebra II final, one of my students turns to me and says:
"Let's say you're my friend. But not really my friend, cause I mean like, we see each other in the hall but we don't really text no mo'. Like you're my friend in the hallway but that's about it."
Me: "Okay....."
Him: "Okay. So you're my friend. And even though we don't text no mo' you give my number to another friend. Now why would you get mad at me?!"
Me: "Um... Because I didn't want to talk to that person. They probably annoy me."
Him: "No! You gave them my number. Now why would be mad at me?!"
Me: "Oh! I like you. I obviously like you."
Him: Blank stares and nervous blinks.
Me: "I mean!!! This friend is a chick, right!? She, this friends, likes you."
Him: "Oh.... Yeah, she's a girl. Thanks Ms. Peters."
Me: "Yeah, anytime."
This is the day to day in Room 313.
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