Our oldest son is the epitome of a slacker as a student, which makes it difficult in that he makes straight A’s. We ride his case about being responsible, doing his best, blah blah blah. In one ear and out the other. So, imagine our reaction when we see that he made a 76 on his “male reproductive system” test in health class, which we didn’t even know he had coming up. I razzed him pretty good and asked “how do you make a 76 on a test about gear you had with you in the dang test? That’s like screwing up an open book test ain’t it?” “I missed 4”. How do you miss 4? There’s only two parts to it! Twig. Berries. That’s it. How do you get anything other than a 100? At this point he’s giggling and blushing. Then my wife says...
Oh, well it says here you made an 87 on the female reproductive system.
OH REALLY?!?! I guess we know where you were paying attention! Tell me, young man, just exactly what did you learn while you were paying attention to the female reproductive system? Hmmm?
Now the boy is so red with embarrassment he just wants to hide. He knew we were just messing with him but it was hilarious how his test grades fit the stereotypical 7th grade boy.
Oh, well it says here you made an 87 on the female reproductive system.
OH REALLY?!?! I guess we know where you were paying attention! Tell me, young man, just exactly what did you learn while you were paying attention to the female reproductive system? Hmmm?
Now the boy is so red with embarrassment he just wants to hide. He knew we were just messing with him but it was hilarious how his test grades fit the stereotypical 7th grade boy.
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