Anyone who has taught with me knows that I teach with a Diet Coke in one hand (before my pre-diabetes diagnosis, it was Dr. Pepper). In my classroom I have a few 12 packs that I put the empties in, which I will eventually bring home and recycle. A student asked if he could have one of my sodas, pointing at what he thought were full 12 packs. I go, yeah, sure, take a whole 12 pack, and hand him one. As soon as he takes hold of it, he realizes they're empty and tells me I drink a lot of soda. Another student, with the same first name as me, says "Yeah, you've got a drinking problem" one, two three, four, " and a coke problem."Oh, the picture? It's from my walk around Sugarhouse Park yesterday, and a little break from homework playing with Macromedia Fireworks. For those of you who don't know, despite being a landlocked state, our official State bird is the seagull. Something about saving them Latter-Day Saint pioneers from the crickets.
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I'm the exact same. My students tell me it's not fair, but I tell them when I was their age, I didn't get to drink in class either. I tell them they'd have to exchange their youth, which they don't want.
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