A Story to Tell

The first week back from Christmas break, a strange thing happened in my classroom. I was sitting at my desk in the early morning. My students were doing their DOL. A student approaches my desk, "Mrs. Styffe, their's underwear in the middle of the floor." "What?!" "Their's underwear in the middle on the floor." "OKKK, where?" Student points. "I think it was (names a student)'s because it was stuck to her foot and fell off." Hmmm. I get up to investigate.

Sure enough, their it was, a dirty pair of girl's underwear lying in the middle of the room. How the heck did it get there? The girl named was standing over it and telling everyone, "That is not my underwear! I'm wearing my underwear! Who's not wearing their underwear??" It was pretty darn hilarious. Mind you, no one was being teased about it. I step up to take control of the crazy scene. "Is this anyone's underwear?" Dead silence. "Ok". I grab two tissues, pick it up and walk out to the hall trashcan. On my way out, the aide is just arriving. "Hey, (her name), did you forget your underwear today 'cause I've got an extra pair if you need some!" She looks in honor at the kleenex and we laugh hysterically.

And that's my story about the unclaimed dirty underwear found smack dab in the middle of the room. This week, by the middle of the day, their was one dirty sock in the back on the floor. Of course, no one claimed it. Who is losing all their clothes???