Little Man had a substitute teacher in his class today.
“How’d your day go?” Sam asked.
“Good. Except we got our recess taken. And I got moved to a desk in the back for the entire day. Isn’t that awful?!”
“Why?” I asked.
“All I did was distract the entire class and she moved me. Can you believe that?”
“Well, were you distracting the entire class?”
“Yeah. But Mrs. R never punishes me when I distract people. And making me switch seats? That’s too much.”
“Do you know what ‘distracting’ means?” I asked, since he was making it sound like not a big deal.
“Hey, what’s that behind you?” LM asked. I looked behind me. When I turned around, he had bolted from his seat.
“Get back here!”
He sat back down. “I know what ‘distraction’ means.”
“Okay…how were you distracting others?”
LM told us about how he distracted the class by making silly noises over and over and over. This is a new thing with him, one that’s been driving Sam and me crazy. The siren noise is particularly grating to the nerves. He stops if you tell him to, but it usually isn’t long before it starts up again and gets hit with a “You’re killing me, Smalls.”
“But I can’t help making those noises. You know, everybody’s different. That’s one way that I’m different.”
Sam narrowed his eyes at LM. “Help it.”
“Different or not, you still can’t go distracting the entire class,” I told him.
After we talked a bit more and he left, Sam cracked up. “And so the next generation of giving the sub shit begins,” he said proudly.
I rolled my eyes. I’ve heard his sub stories before, which included being blamed for throwing a textbook at a teacher and for hiding another student. He didn’t do either (and the student had moved the year before), but the subs were within their rights to blame him.
Hopefully LM gets to keep his desk tomorrow.
What’s something you did to get in trouble in school?