The other day I was being my normal demanding self insisting that my students pay attention to me when I notice one male student with his hood on top his head and his head planted squarely on his desk. Typically this means they've decided to take a nappy poo during my wonderfully educataional lecture.
Me being the bitch I am, insisted that he wake the fuck up and actually pay attention to me. I know how dare I right, but sometimes hindsight is 20/20. I come to find out this same kid claimed to have tried to hang himself in his closet that morning. Personally I think it's a far fetched story, I think any parent who walked in on their kid trying to off themselves wouldn't pick them up, dust them off and send them to school. But it does kinda make me think I need to dial on my inner bitch at times. At least it's Friday, hellz yeah!