No alcohol allowed

The other day, one of the girls in my class was telling me she was scared because she had to get her blood drawn at the dr. that afternoon.

She comes back the next day, proudly sporting her bruise.

Girl: And guess what?
Me: What?
Girl: My doctor said I can't drink alcohol.
Me: Well, of course not until you're old enough.
Girl: No, he said not even when I'm 33.
Me: Why?
Girl: *serious face* He said it will kill my brain.
Me: Oh.

I love the way adults explain complicated things to children with special needs. It shows such creativity.

Whoopee Cushion Boy

If you don't know who I am talking about, read my post a few back titled "December"...

Every morning for the first 15 minutes of class I teach social skills. The kids are grouped according to their levels. On this particular day, one of the teachers needed me to cover her class (the lowest level). So I had double kids in my classroom. I was asking the students from the other class what they were learning in social skills. Names have been changed, of course.

Anna: We have been talking about personal hygiene.
Me: Oh, that's great. Somebody tell me something they have learned.
George: Well, you should brush your hair every day.
Lisa: And wash your hands after you go to the bathroom.
Me: What else? Fred? (whoopee cushion boy)
Fred: (said with an incorrect pronunciation of "r")Well....*long pause*...you have to remember to brush your teeth...*devilish grin across face*...so your breath doesn't smell like HECK!
Entire Class: HAHAHA

Each day is awesome. I love my job.