Festering Honesty

I don't ever mean to make fun of my students. Especially in this school I am currently working at because they all have some sort of learning disability. But, when you hear what Gavin had to say, you will understand!

Gavin is a great kid. The kind that sometimes drives you crazy, but you can't get too mad at, ever. Each day when Gavin comes to my class, he greets me the same way. No, not a hello or a how are you. It's always, "Mrs. G, have you seen the Spongebob episode where he...." From here Gavin goes into what could be an hour long rant, quoting parts of the show word for word. Kid can't remember 2 times 3, but he can rattle off every line of a half-hour show of nonsense.

In a way I want to scream in Gavin's face, "No! I don't f-ing watch Spongebob! Stop asking me everyday!" But, on the other hand, I find it adorable how oblivious he is to the fact that I don't watch the stupid show. Plus, the kid gets a big, sh*t-eating grin just talking about his beloved show.

Anyways, I was circulating around the room the other day when I was suddenly slapped in the face by a horrific smell. It wasn't the normal smells of elementary school: B.O. and farts. It was something much different and I couldn't quite put my finger on it. When I voiced my thought that I smelled tuna fish, a young girl chimed in that it wasn't tuna fish, it was more of a skunk smell.

Well, I swear you could see Gavin's hair stick up. Without hesitation he volunteered, "oh, if you smell skunk that's me. My dog got sprayed and we haven't washed him yet. The smell is festering in our house."

Wow, Gavin, thanks for your brutal honesty. It doesn't look like politics are in your future.