Teacher: T
Student A: SA
Student B: SB (a.k.a. me)
T: Missionaries?
(Hands go up.)
T: Sister S. Did you get any packages?
SA: Uh, yeah . . .
T: What did you get?
SA: (Hands go up in helplessness.) I don't know.
T: One package that stands out to me: My girlfriend at the time sent me dolls. One with her name and one with mine.
. . .
T: Sister Stoddard, give me a sentence.
SB: "It was not bought for me."
T: Can't be a passive. Need a do-er.
SB: Ummm.
T: Think of someone who bought it for you. Do you have a boyfriend?
SB: No.
T: Husband?
SB: No.
T: Significant other?
SB: No.
T: Close friend?
SB: No.
(Scattered laughter.)
T: Come on.
SB: "He didn't buy it for me."
T: And that is why he's not your boyfriend.
7 hours ago
3 comments:
Awww, what a mean teacher... and yet I love him/her.
You always make me laugh ^_^
You are hilarious and I love the excellent experiences you have ... even if your teacher is rude.
What class is this? Why is he calling you sister? Mission prep?
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