Questioning The Teacher

| ON, Canada | Learning | September 25, 2013

(It’s the week before schools starts. I am leaving my apartment and waiting for the elevator down. A woman steps out of another unit and notices the stuff I’m carrying.)

Woman: “Back to school, eh?”

Me: “Yup.”

Woman: “What are you taking?”

Me: *misunderstanding what she said* “Grade eight. Language, History and French.”

Woman: “…Really? At your age?”

Me: “Well, I’m 25.”

Woman: “Is it some kind of remedial course?”

Me: “No, just plain old eighth grade.”

Woman: “How old is everyone else in the class?”

Me: *lightbulb* “OH! No, no, I’m teaching the class. Not taking.”

(She is quiet after that. I’m not sure she believes me.)

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