School is a crazy place

I teach Middle School in a city with a high poverty rate.  This is a conversation I overheard while on lunch duty today.   It involved 2 boys and a girl – none of which are the cleanest kids you’ve ever seen.  The 2 boys are known to all (students and teachers alike) as the smelliest boys in the class.  The girl, while she isn’t as ripe, has the greasiest hair you’ve ever seen.  She occasionally smells.

Boy #1 and boy #2 are eating lunch.  Girl walks over and out of the blue says “Hey, boy #1, you smell like boy #2 on a good day.”  Without skipping a beat boy #1 says “Talk to me after you wash your hair.”

 Tushay, boy #1.