Sometimes it takes a third-grader to make it all clear...

Friday, May 27, 2011

My tiny student is attempting to "rap" for his fellow students.

Mrs. B: Joey, you're eight, and you're not a rapper. Sit down and be quiet, please.

Joey: (rapping) I'm not eight! I'm not eight! I'm not eight! I'm nine, YO! Word!

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