Sonny Boy and I had dinner together last night, and this is the conversation we had:
Sonny Boy: The really hot student teacher is back in Language Arts. She'll be there the rest of the year!
SB: Yeah! I kept raising my hand and participating a whole lot in class.
Mom: More than you normally you do?
SB: Oh yeah! Everyone was kinda laughing at me because they know I don't usually do that. And she even knows my name 'cause I was doing so good in class. She said she really likes to read and asked if I liked to read. And I said yeah I really like to read, even though everyone knows I can't stand it.
Mom: Yes, I know dear. You have told me that enough to fill a book by Tolstoy.
SB: So she asked me what my favorite book was and I told her To Kill a Mockingbird. She didn't know I had to read it for class last year.
Mom: Or that I had to explain much of it to you?
SB: (continuing to ignore me and grinning rather widely) She was real impressed that was my favorite book. I told her I really liked non-fiction, real type stories.
Mom: Why didn't you choose a different book that you've read?
SB: I know that would be the most impressive one!
Mom: Well, honey if this is what it takes to get you to put forth your best effort in school...
SB: Man, I wish all my teachers were so hot. I'd make straight As.