The Big Joke

I'm still in that middle school English class I started off the year in. There's a reason I don't do these sorts of assignments all that often. They are hard slog.

I have three periods of seventh graders. They've been lovely. A little squirrelly, sure, but for the most part they've been fine. The eighth graders, however...

This day was going a bit better than some others, but the group at the back thought something was hilarious.

"They're laughing at you," a girl informed me.

Because, of course they were.