I reached a breaking point with the lack of respect from my 8th graders:
M: Give me my pencil so I can do my work.
Mr. C: Excuse me? I just sharpened this pencil for you and you say give it to me?
All of you need to learn some respect.
You talk to me like I’m not a teacher or something.
I am, and you don’t talk to me like that.
D: I ain’t never cursed you.
L: I respect you.
(Both students  give me handshakes.)
M: I don’t even respect my daddy.
Mr. C: Well you’re going to respect me.