This year I volunteered to facilitate a class at school called Tomcat Time. Basically this is an advisory/make you feel good about yourself class for students. The school piloted the program last year and due to its success expanded it this year. The idea is to take a group of 15-20 (in my case only 11) students either all boys or all girls pair them up with a teacher who is the same sex and guide them through life in high school all four years (or in our school 5-6 years).
When this program was first discussed I was on maternity leave and wasn't involved so, in its inception year I was not a part of this. At the end of last school year the principal asked me to take a Tomcat Time which I agreed to with one stipulation. I wanted boys. Girl high school drama does not appeal to me. Plus should these girls ever get into a fight for sure blood would be shed. Luckily there was a shortage of male teachers so my request was granted.
On the first day introduction, I mentioned their former Tomcat Time teacher had taken a new job and weren't they lucky to have me?!? I told them not to worry because as a mom of two boys, I "knew about boy parts." This made them chuckle.
Fast forward to last week. Here is a trascript of a day in the life of my Tomcat Time. This was a discussion between myself and two sophomore boys, J & E.
J:Miss(more on this title later) name 10 words that begin with "J".
Me: Jump. Jolly
J: No, they have to be nouns.
Me: hmmm Jelly.......javelin....
E: joker....
we look at each other thinking intensely when....
E: (excitedly and loudly) JIZZ. JIZZ begins with J.
Me: (uncontrollable laughter) Yes, Jizz does begin with J.
E: Let's look it up in the dictionary and see if it's there.
Me: Let's just say you are right and call it a day.
E: That was funny, wasn't it Miss?
Me: Yes it was E.
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