Wednesday, November 3, 2010


For your enjoyment, here's an actual converstation that took place today on the school yard.

Student (21 years old, in the highest grade): Miss, do you have a ph...?

Me: Do I have a what?
Student, acting shy: Do you have a phone?
Me: Yes. Why?
Student: You give me please your number.
Me: I don't know my phone number.
Student: I don't understand.
Me: I can't give it to you. I don't know my phone number.
Student--now he's so shy he asks his friend to come and translate for him. 
2nd student, 23 years old in the highest grade: He wants your phone number.
Me: I know, but I don't know it.
2nd Student: You don't know your phone number?
Me: Nope. 
2nd Student with a shocked look: Oh.
The two boys talk for a minute in Creole.
2nd Student: He wants for you to call him.
Me: I know. He gave me his phone number on Sunday. 
2nd Student: But you not call him.
Me: I know. It's not gonna happen. Why does he want me to call him?
2nd Student: We like the way you pronounce words. We want to sit in our house and listen to you talk. Why can't we have your phone number?
Me (laughing): Do you have other teachers' phone numbers?
2nd Student sheepishly laughing now: No!


  1. I love this!
    And I am pretty sure because all I want to do is say that it is all because of that one part in that one song [you know what I'm talking about] :)

  2. Oh, Danni Sev. You are one funny girl--you know I'm going to be singing that song for the rest of the day, right? And thank you for keeping my blog family friendly. ;)