Boogers

I teach at a rural, high poverty school. I can think of a dozen reasons to NOT have this job for a career, but I can think of many, many more reasons why it's all worth it. For one, middle schoolers never fail to entertain. 

Today one student shared his poem about how his brother ate boogers (really). There were a few groans, then other students chimed in. 

"Boogers were the perfect snack--your mom might tell you you can't have a snack, but you always carried them with you."

"Yeah, just reach up and clean out."

"Like a Lunchable that's always there."

"Don't act like you never ate a booger! Everybody ate their boogers when they were little."

Ah, middle school.