Year Four, Week 3

"So, you're in education?" says the bank lady.
"Yep. Year four." I look at her face. "Of teaching," I clarify. Because I know what she's thinking.

And then she says it.
"Oh! I thought you were a student."

Of course.

Also, it's week three. Which means the kids are going to start to push. Honeymoon? Over. Today after putting something in GIANT LETTERS which I underlined in RED and said at least 3 times, a kid had the nerve to shout at me:

"You never said that!"

I glowered. I pointed at his notebook where he had it writen. I pointed to the board.
"I...uh.... am not saying you're a liar." He said, looking afraid.
Damn right.

It was a long day.