If there’s anything worse than Kindergarten tattlers, it’s got to be tattling 6th graders. The group I had today was infested with them.
All day I heard:
“Can you tell him/her to stop bugging me?…”
Now I expect it from Kindergarten and 1st graders, but it’s especially irksome the older they get. The kicker was during the last half hour “free time” before the dismissal bell, when one boy runs up to me with urgent, important information:
Stud: Can you go tell Monica to stop telling rumors that I “like” her?
Stud: Because it’s not true!
Me: …and this is causing problems how?
Stud: Because my girl friend believes it and is mad at me now!
Me: How old are you?
Stud: “Twelve”, he replies with a smirkin’ grin.
(…insert my long, astonished look here…)
Me: Oh, just go away…
Boy, am I glad it’s a minimum day and the start of Spring break week...