Morning assembly, all the classes stand in straight lines and we salute the flag together, then we listen as the AP gives the morning announcements. He dismisses the students with the words, “If I don’t see you again today, enjoy your winter break, and I’ll see you next year.”
Murmers immediately swept the crowd. My students were not immune.
“Did he say, next year?”
Sid turned to me in disbelief, “Ms. A? Next year?” The whole class riveted on my answer.
I grinned. “Yep. When you guys leave here at 11:30 this morning, I won’t have to… uhm, I won’t get to see your grimy, uh, … I mean, smiling, faces until next year.”
Sid dropped his chin and gave me the same, I-am-not-amused look I give him when I really am amused, but don’t want him to know.
Pansy Petite raised her eyebrows and put her hands on her hips. “Ms. A,” she scolded, “that was not very nice.”
And I reacted for them exactly the way they react for me. I held up my hands, gave them a look of wide-eyed surprise and said, “Wha-?”