Saturday, May 06, 2006

you won the battle...but i will win the war.

took my student council kids on a field trip this weekend. it was state convention. my kids have taken on a lot of district responsibility for the up-coming year, which means i have to take on a lot of district responsibility in the up-coming year...because beginning my first full year of teaching isn't enough...

we had some fun on the trip. went to dinner last night. one of my students suggested a posh restaurant downtown. he made reservations for us and everything. when we got there, the kids were looking at the menu and realized nothing was under $20. they're in high school...most of them can't afford that. and even the ones who could really would prefer a cheeseburger. i didn't want to be rude and simply walk out of the restaurant, so i had one of my students fake sick. i told the waiter that we all had to go because i couldn't leave them downtown alone.
we went next door and had fondue. it was so fun. the kids and i both loved it. the food was good, and it was one of those things that are fun to eat.

what a good example i set for my kids, huh?

as a first-year teacher/advisor, i felt like some of the older advisors were kinda watching me...waiting for me to mess up. and one kid made it difficult not to give them a good show. he's a good kid...just likes to push boundaries.
we were in one meeting, and i noticed his shirt...
imagine something along these lines.

i told him he needed to go back to our hotel and change...so, he did...into one that said "Male Escort." *i couldn't find a picture of this one, as all that came up on google were for actual male escorts*. i again sent him back to the hotel to change. i told him if he didn't have an appropriate shirt in his bag that he needed to simply stay in the hotel room.
he came back. in a pink polo. i thought it was fine.
later, i happened to look at the little emblem on the left side (you know the one all polos have)...definitely humping alligators. yes, humping alligators. by this time we were getting ready for dinner, and he was changing anyway. but jesus pete!! i almost made him stay in the room while we went out to dinner, but i figure if i didn't notice...heck, if the kids didn't even notice, then there wasn't any point in getting upset about it.

choose your battles, grasshopper...

6 comments:

Ms. H said...

Hmmmm. I've not seen the "new" Izod...I'll have to keep an eye out. My current personal crusade is against the 'Doughboy' shirts. The ones with the incredibly blatant drug reference? Yeah, those.

the reflective teacher said...

HA!

I guess you've gotta give the kid points for sheer persistence while simultaneously ignoring your requests.

happychyck said...

LMAO! Does he not even know what appropriate is, or does he REALLY work hard at ridin' the line? That is too funny!

M said...

one of the 5 year olds I taught last year came to school on free dress day wearing a tshirt that had a learner's L on the front and on the back it said "hussy in training". FIVE YEARS OLD. I kid you not!!

the anonymous teacher said...

ms. h, watch out. they're difficult to notice.
reflective teacher, really, i almost couldn't be mad at the kid because i wanted to laugh.
happy, he totally knows what inappropriate is...just trying to irritate me.
and, m, 5 years old?! dear lord!! i hope she doesn't know what that means...

Dennis Fermoyle said...

Let's see. A kid goes on a student council trip, wears a shirt that is totally inappropriate, is told to change, then puts on another shirt that is inappropriate, is told to change again, then puts on another shirt that is inappropriate, but gets away with it because it's not quite as obvious as the other two. Who knows how many more inappropriate shirts he had? I have only one thing to say: Nice job, parents!