Apparently, hell is located in my 5th period class, or at least that’s what I was told today by a student. Where are these magical gates that lead us to the underworld, young student? I do wonder…
teacher: “Please welcome Mrs. Johnson. She’ll be replacing Mrs. Soandso.”
student: “Yeah, let’s make her feel really “welcome”. haha. Welcome to hell!”
Well hot dang! If only I had known that I would be working in the underworld itself, I might not have taken this job. hahahaha…NOT. Should I be concerned that this kid essentially called himself a demon? Me thinks not. I think I will happily accept the challenge of dealing with this “demon child” and his fellow “demon children”. That’s right, kid. You.Can’t.Scare.Me. I worked in inner-city Philly! What now?!