Habla español?

I made sure to do a little knitting today to "knit away" the stress of our Spanish substitute.

This lady had a few rules:

1. DO NOT raise your hand.
2. DO NOT speak, EVER.
3. DO NOT leave the classroom even if you're about to die.
5. DO NOT ask questions.
4. If you break one of these rules, I will have the assistant principal come down here and lecture you and yell at you and all that good stuff.

And yes, that's exactly what she said. Exactly.

Our regular Spanish teacher is very kind and loves to hear our questions, and she loves to answer them. She answered every question about Spanish we have, including what's the meaning of the title of that one movie, Nacho Libre. She's known to give lunch detention apparently, but she's always super nice to our class, so this substitute was a BIG CHANGE.

When we heard those rules we kind of just sat there petrified, while other students were jabbering on and on like they often do. Well, of course they got yelled at in a very strict tone.

The first thing that happened was one kid raised their hand for a millisecond, because they normally ask lots of questions. After raising their hand, the substitute glared at them, and the kid said, "I'm sorry." The exact reply from the substitute was, "YOU BETTER BE!!!"

One rule in our Spanish class with our regular teacher is that you can't get up, even to get a kleenex, without permission. And we need to get permission in Spanish. So of course, it's become our natural reflex to ask permission to go somewhere in Spanish whenever we feel like it.

Obviously the sub didn't know that.

Obviously she didn't speak Spanish either.

One student asked, "Puedo ir el sacapuntas?" (translation: May I go to the pencil sharpener?)

Teacher's reply: "DO YOU THINK YOU ARE SMART MOUTHING ME? DON'T SMART MOUTH ME YOUNG MAN! IF YOU DARE UTTER ANYTHING AGAIN I WILL CALL UP THE VICE PRINCIPAL THIS MINUTE AND MAKE YOU GET SUSPENDED AND LUNCH DETENTION..." (etc. etc. etc.)

Well the whole class just kind of stood and stared dumbstruck. We didn't speak, since we knew that she would kill us, literally, if we did, but we kind of sat there with our hands kind of out to the sides and with an odd look on our face. So the rest of the class we didn't speak, but we did end up with many more odd occurrences because of her .... um ... *cough* unusual *cough* rules.

The moment we could go it we all felt as if we had been chained up 100 years and were finally let free. Everyone started yelling and screaming and was just so excited and they were all sitting around warning the next class about it.

It was all very interesting, or in Spanish,
¡El español es mucho interesante!