Second period is a tiny class, like six kids tiny. Two girls, both funny, sweet, hard-working, and low readers are sitting side by side listening sharing the ear buds to an iPod. Alina is working on history; Hannah is flipping through her anatomy and physiology book looking for the chapter on nerve impulses.
"Wait," Alina points to something in the book, "isn't that your vocals."
Hannah pauses, looks, shrieks.
"Noooo, that's not your VOCALS, that's your VA-GIN-A!" And then proceeds to laugh at her very Christian, very Ukrainian friend.
From across the room, Jarrett looks up, he's working, not sleeping which is odd, and says, "You're disgusting." Looks at me and says, "They're being disgusting."
"It's not disgusting," Hanna says, "it's anatomy."
She flips a few more pages and says, "Look Alina, it's your vocals....oh wait, never mind it's a penis."
I'm not sure any work got done after that.
Saturday, February 4, 2012
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