My son versus his French teacher...

Dec 08, 2008 08:58

There's a war going on between the French teacher and most of his Grade 6 class this year. My son has been doing his part sowing the seeds of disorder by asking questions such as, "Why are we learning this?" "Are we ever going to need to know this stuff?" This morning I sent my son off to school with instructions to sit down and be quiet in French class.

"You want me to be nice to him," growled my son.

"No," I said, "You don't have to be nice to him. Just be quiet. Maybe you'll hear something you can use against him."

"I don't have to be quiet to hear that!" said my son. "He threatens students all the time, and I didn't think that was allowed!"

"What does he threaten you with?"

"He's gonna strangle us. We're all getting F's. We're all gonna be sent to a Turkish Prison..."

I couldn't help it. I started laughing. When I composed myself, I said, "Well, be quiet, and take notes. If you feel he's crossed a line with something he's said, you can write a letter of complaint to the principal." Then I had to ask, "Are you really afraid of Turkish prison?"

"They don't feed you there," said my son, earnestly.

ROFLOL! This is why my boy will never embark on a life of crime. He can't handle prison food.
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