Tear It Up!

I am alive, and well.

We are reading Julius Caesar right now. The following conversation occurred in my 7th hour class today:

B: Miss Cook. What would you do if I ripped four pages out of this textbook?

Me: I would charge you 80 bucks.

B: For four pages?!

Me: Yep.

B: It's almost worth it... (he is seriously contemplating)

Me: Here. Let me give you something else to rip.

I walked to my cupboard and pulled out an old textbook, one that is musty and nasty and 22 years old.

Me: Go for it!

B: Really?

Me: Yep.

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(A conversation overheard a few minutes later)

B: How much will you pay me for tearing out a page?

C: A dollar.

RIP!

B: How much will you pay me for tearing out a page?

J: 50 cents.

RIP!

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B then went out in the hall to see if anyone else would pay him for ruining a book.

He ended the day, frustration over Caesar released, $2 richer, thinking I am a loon.

And I had an amusing 7th hour.