Our tutoring class was doing a little whole child education. Students were supposed to describe a time when they became angry and tell how they managed their anger. Students then were to discuss various responses to anger, helping each other to find constructive ways to deescalate or solve problems. The following entry had the class in stitches.
Sigh. (Just so we are clear, the writer comes from a home where English is not spoken. He’s actually a pretty good student.)
Here’s another one: “I was angry because my brother and sister ate my ice cream and I stopped being angry by eating my brother’s Hot Cheetos.”
Eduhonesty: We had a lot to talk about.