Robs?

That's what the kids call me at school. Much nicer than what they call some of the others! :0) Anyway- when I hear "Robs?" with that question inflection in their voice, I know I'm in for some "smart" questions. Ready? Keep in mind... they're in jr high.
Is a donut a food?
Do I really have to bring my own pencil to class? Can't you just keep one for me?
Are we gonna cook? (well, this IS a foods class) So do we get to eat?
What time do we get out of class today? (same time you do every other day...) What time is that?
Can't I just text my mom and ask her? Really quick?
Do you have some paper I can borrow? I didn't think we needed to come to class prepared- I mean, seriously, Robs, its the first day.
Are we going to get graded on this? (yes- if you don't do well, you'll fail BOTH terms) Really? Why is it worth so much? That's pretty harsh.

And really- that was today... the first of 180 more. :0)
So to keep the mood light, here's one of my favorite stories from a previous year. The sevies were honoring the Great American Smoke Out. Their health teacher had them wearing smoking related diseases around their necks to show who had died of what. I was going around my advisory room asking each of the kids what had killed them. I got to one girl and she said "I died from an erotic anurysm." ???!!!!! I kind of choked and said "What? Tell me again." So she repeated that she had died from an erotic anurysm. lol I'm trying to keep it together as I'm walking over to her desk to see what she's really saying and wondering the entire time if SHE knows what she's died from. I get to where I can see her sign and find out she's died from an AEORTIC anurysm! hahaha So I said "Umm- I think they pronounce that AEORtic, not erotic, my dear." And she says "Oh. Ok! Thanks." Completely oblivious to what she was saying. Yep- still gives me the giggles.