Monday, December 14, 2009

Another Day, Another Conversation

Pupil M: I'm going to get pregnant at 17 and have a hundred children.
Me: Sounds brilliant.
Pupil M: You're supposed to tell me not to get pregnant.
Me: I'm all in favour of other people having children, just not me. Your hundred kids can look after me when I'm retired.
Pupil M: No.. Um...

Being, hmm, "Radically Supportive" maybe?, really throws them sometimes, especially the smokers.

("You've been told so many times that smoking makes you cough and stink and die, I can only assume you want lung cancer. So don't hide in the woods, stand out by the road where you can get some pollution from the cars!")

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