One thing I haven’t ever really gotten used to is the boys changing in and out of their uniforms from their gym clothes in the classroom. God help you if you walk in two minutes before the bell after PE class. I forgot myself this afternoon and got an eyeful of 팬티. Now, as to why they feel the need to be climbing all over the damn desks (and each other) in their underwear….
Waiting outside. “Can I come in yet?”
“NOOOOOOO TEACHER! NAAAAAKEEEEEED!”
“Well why are you over here talking to me then? Stop fooling around and put your pants on!”
“TEACHER SMELL! OH! SMELL!”
Yes, my little cherubs. I’m aware that there is a smell. I have a nose. And the scent of 40 teenage boys shaking out dirty sweaty gym clothes in one tiny classroom is not exactly subtle. But thank you for sharing with me. Yet again.