Sometimes you gotta give em' the look

My early morning was spent in a third grade classroom (enter the smell of

stale breath and peanut butter). As part of my never ending pursuit for a college
degree I am entertained by 22 little munchkins who think they're 16.

To my surprise they had a substitute for the very first time,"Heaven help the
old lady!", I thought to myself as I stepped through the door. But boy was I in
for a sassy treat! This lady knew how to put the smack down on these kids. Left
and right she spit out orders like a general at boot camp. At first I was a bit
taken a back....I'm mostly a gentle hearted young woman and thought it to
be a bit harsh. Then a light went off, and I realized she might be on to something!!

So I decided to try out a wee experiment. The lovely rascal who ALWAYS gives me
a hard time in the class was my subject. The substitute barked at him..."sit down young
man!" To which he ignored. I walked up to him...cleared my throat and barked "sit down!"
To which he replied snottily (I think I just made up a new word) "WHY??" And then I
gave him the LOOK....you know the one that let's booger eaters know who's boss! He
sat down faster than green grass through a goose! Right then and there I
learned... sometimes you just gotta give em' the look ;) I think I might be gettin'
the hang of this teacher thing?