Last night, I was giving my students a practice GEPT test (listening and reading). This class is a mixed class of grade 6 and junior high kids. Of these students, some can only come once a week. Those that come twice a week had already done the test on Monday, and those that come only on Friday were doing the test in an adjacent classroom. Two girls had failed the test so I wanted to work with them individually and the others that had passed on Monday were doing the writing section together with the others.
When I was going through the answers with the two girls, a boy who had finished the writing section came out and said they can hear you reading the answers. Never to miss an opportunity for a good gag, I said, “Oh, really?” Then started reading the answers ludicrously loud with plenty of deliberate mistakes. The girls and boy were gleefully sniggering at my high jinx. Unbeknown to me, standing in the small foyer of my school was a new parent waiting to make an inquiry about joining the school.
She dutifully informed me: “You are the worst teacher in the world!”