Memories from Student Teaching

While walking down the hallway, I see one of my more 'rambunctious' students.

Me: Hi McKay.

McKay: Hi Mrs. Dart. (I know, I need to change my name)

Me: What grade are you in McKay? (My students can be in 7th, 8th or 9th)

McKay: Seventh, but I sound like I'm in eighth grade don't I?

Me(Giggling because I think it's funny he cares about sounding older and also because he's a total shrimp): mmm sure.

McKay(Nodding his head): I get that all the time.

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