Kool-Aid

I have been enjoying teaching my Seminary students. I teach the Freshmen and Sophomore highschool students who have a zero period - which means that class is held Monday through Friday at 6 am. This early time makes for some punchy kids. Since I was asked to teach with only a week's notice, my initial training consisted only of a 1/2-hour orientation, and obvserving the class for one morning. I knew then that I would be in trouble. Not because they are bad kids - quite the opposite. No, it was because they are so funny! I've been teaching now since January, but today was the worst day in terms of trying to contain my own laughter at their antics. One of my students, who will remain nameless, is the worst 'offender.' He is a real class clown, but is still a good kid. He is too smart for his own good. For instance:

1) I asked him at one point to read a few verses of scripture, and in response he said, "I will go and do the things my Seminary teacher has commanded." He then read the verses. Punk!
2) He and one of the other students were sparking in class (good-naturedly), and I went quiet to get their attention. It worked, but as this particular student turned back to me, his parting words with his classmate were, "Don't make me testify!" Punk!

and the worst (funniest):

3) He was once again turned around and talking to one of the students behind him. I called out his name. He turned around and said, "Don't be gettin' all up in my Kool-Aid!" At that point I lost it and began laughing. We all did. I struggled for the next few minutes to get the class back in order so I could do some real teaching. My efforts were thwarted by my own laughter. Punk!