Some kind of weird dynamics are going on in my classroom. For instance, during reading today, there came a brief lull when everyone in every literature discussion group must have taken a breath at the same time. One of those strange quick moments when a crowd is momentarily silent for no reason — all save one lone voice. That lone voice exclaimed quite loudly, “What the f—?!”
And the silence froze. It became stiff and uncomfortable. My voice dropped into the void. “Whoever that was, you need to leave that language at home when you come to school.”
Twenty voices rose in protest, “It wasn’t me! It wasn’t me!”
“Wait,” I said. “Let me double check. Nobody said it, but everybody heard it?”
They all affirmed the truth of that — 20 witnesses — supposedly nobody spoke, yet the words were clearly heard.
“What the f—, indeed!”