My life

Student: Mrs. Carlucci where did you get your bangs?

Me: What do you mean?

Student: I mean, like, did you get them at Floyds or Cost Cutters?

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Me:  Your lunch choices today are hamburger or hotdog.

Student: Mrs. Carlucci, is the hamburger Colorado Beef Proud Meat?

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The first day of school this year I had a student who could not get it together--cried off and on all day and couldn't tell me why.

Finally, this is what he confessed through tears and snot filled sniffles.

"In first grade I made a lot of bad choices and I know that you are supposed to forget about the past and focus on the future, but I can't."

A few weeks later, I was talking to the class about how when you talk about yourself all the time or only think of yourself that is called being self-centered.  The same student from above piped up and said, "That is called being narcissistic."

It all came together when the mom told me later that her boyfriend is a psychologist and they are  very in touch with their feelings in their home.

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Not a kid story--just getting old story.

I went to the dermatologist a few weeks ago to get a mole on my arm checked out that was new and different from all my other moles.   The dermatologist looked at it and studied it for a minute and asked casually how old I was.  Almost 30, I replied.  She dropped my arm and said, "Yeah, that is just an age spot.  You will get more."

NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!!!!!