J walks into my room before dismissal:
J: You still need that Mr. C?
Mr. C: What?
J: That yellow xanax.
Mr. C: No. Why would I need xanax?
J: So you can calm down, you take that and you feel a lot better.
Mr. C: Why would I need to be calm?
J: So you can chill, it’ll be the best night you ever had.
Mr. C: My nights are fine.
J: You gon’ watch TV and it’ll be funny as hell, even if it stupid.
Mr. C: I will just watch something funny if I want to laugh.
J: You defeating the purpose.
J: Hey K, you think I should give him something that I got?
R: I don’t fuck with no pills.
J: K, should I give it to him?
J: Something that will have him on the ground.
Mr. C: I don’t want to be on the ground.
J: You gon’ be trying to eat your food, but yo head be going to the
table at the same time.
J: Yo whole body will be feeling too good.
Mr. C: No I’m good.
Out of nowhere this conversation started:
S: I’m gon’ get some false teeth bra.
Mr. C: Why would you want to do that?
S: I swear that would be some funny ass shit.
Mr. C: How?
S: Somebody could smack me in the back of the head real hard and make my teeth fall out.
Mr. C: That sounds terrible.
S: I be like “My teeth fell out cuz can you help me?”
Mr. C: Yeah but then you have to pick them up off the ground, and the ground is dirty.
S: Not if I’m in my house.
Mr. C: But the ground is still dirty.
S: Ah yeah, germs and shit.
Mr. C: Yeah.
Going over Subject Verb Agreement with Seniors:
Mr. C: What did you get for number 6?
Mr. C: Good, do you know why it is have?
S: Because you told me it was.
Mr. C: Well I’m not going to be telling you answers for the rest of your life, so we have to figure this out.
S: Stop laughing T, it ain’t funny!