Another injury reported in Miss K's class
I stapled my finger today (I was putting some tests up on the bulletin board--and continued my stapling when I turned my head to talk to a student. I thought I was coordinated enough to do both at the same time. I was wrong).
I let out a sound that was similar, I would imagine, to a moose being hit in the neck by a tranquilizer dart. I pulled the staple out of my finger (it was totally IN there, guys--it was kind of gross) and watched the 2 microscopic holes fill with pinprick-sized drops of blood.
"Oh my goodness, Miss K!!!" A., my "Drama King," jumped up at the first sight of blood. "STAY CALM!!"
He mock-frantically looked around the room.
"Get me a tournament, STAT!"
This one threw me for a minute. I gave him the "WTF" look that I give to at least one of my kids every single day before I quizzically ventured, "Um...you mean TOURNIQUET?"
"Yeah, that! Hold on, Miss K!! DON'T! LEAVE! US!"
I gave him a leveled teacher-stare (I was laughing my ass off on the inside, but I've learned that you can't encourage him too much or he'll become even more impossible than he already is) while applying a Band-aid to my almost-invisible (but still surprisingly painful) injury.
"Siddown. Unless, of course, you want to continue your first-aid treatment in detention today."
"Oooh! Burn!" (This was interjected by one of A's friends. I told him that he'd be joining his buddy if he didn't mind his business, but frankly, I was kind of excited to hear someone use the word "Burn!" correctly. Quick side story: my students, especially the boys, are always saying "Burn!" to each other, but they haven't quite gotten a hang of it yet. For example: "Miss K, do you have a pencil I can borrow?" "S., since this is school, shouldn't you have brought one with you?" "Oooh, burn!!" "No, L, that wasn't a 'burn'. That was a question. Mind your business." or "Miss K, I don't get this question." "Well, it's asking for the perimeter, so you add up all the sides. You wrote down the area." "Oooh, burn!!" "No, P., that wasn't a 'burn.' Mind your business." And so on. It's actually pretty freakin' funny, and their inability to "burn" each other correctly is now a running joke with my friends. But I digress.)
I guess Spring Break is over.