Today Miss Q sat between Memphis and Skinny Jeanz. They insisted. Memphis apparently was annoying her.
I worked on teaching Memphis different ways to communicate. With a bit of sarcasm.
"Hi, Miss Q how are you? Oh Memphis, I'm glad you asked. I'm fine, thank you."
Then that little smirk came back. He asked me how I was, only he didn't call me Miss Q.
"Don't call me that." I warned.
Were working on it.
Miss Q stayed on him about language the entire day, even pulling him aside and keeping him from his beloved P.E
Miz Boss and I shared commentary.
"It's really a shame, she said. When you talk to him he just looks right through you."
I kind of felt like that.
"Can you hurry up?" he asked carelessly, when I'd pulled him aside. "I like P.E"
Still working on the communication thing.
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