Convos From The Hood.
There is rarely a dull moment when one works in an inner city high school. I'm fortunate that I don't feel the need for a flak jacket and Rambo to provide some 'cover' while I sprint from my car, HK 9mm in hand, to the school building. This convo took place last Friday which was the last day of the first grading quarter in our district. For most classes it was a 'catch up day'. This particular senior level class finds most students on top of their assignments so we had some goof around time....
Marcus to Daffy: "...you know, you just gotta leave yo man. You should tell him at dinner tonight."
D: *laughing* Marcus, doll, you couldn’t afford me. But thanks *big grin*
M: Well…(glancing at my hand…) I couldn’t afford that ring you gots but you can bring it wit chew. I got a job. I can take you to the best thrift stores in town.
D: …falling off chair laughing…seriously…tears streaming down face….
M: Seriously! I have a house and everything!
D: I don’t want to live with your parents Marcus. Living with the inlaws? FAIL!
M: No, its MY house…..(I raise my eyebrows)….I just share it with my mom and dad.
D: Right, like I said – I don’t do living with the folks.
M: It all good – they work the night shift.
D: more laughing…a little snorting…cough….bwwahhaaaaaa
M: For real! I got a car too.
D: Really? (…Marcus says…mmmhmmmm….) What kind?
M: Uh…..Mercedes! (D- raises eyebrows)…an S500! No, wait, its an SL500.
D: Oh, so you can drive a stick? (M shaking his head…yup) Is it a 5 speed?
M: mmm…no….10 speed
D: ***snorting*** So it’s the kind you peddle?
M: …smiling….but you should see the seat on it! That shiz is PLUSH!
…few minutes later….
M: Hey Ms. Daffy, you been thinking about it? What are you doing? Writing all this down?
M: Seriously, Ms. Daffy....talk to him *winks at me*