Don’t you use that language with me!

As I’ve said in the past, I hate being out in the hallways while classes are in session. I feel like my life is potentially in danger. Okay my life may not be in danger, but at the very least it could be insulted.

Take this morning for example. As I was on my way to the work room to make copies, I passed the history wing where I heard a teacher bellow, “'If you are going to curse at me, do it in English please!”

This reminds me; maybe I shouldn’t smile and nod my head every time my ESL students say something to me.