A short one.
Continued Black Boy with my juniors. To help the story come alive, I played Wu-Tang great, Ghost Face Killah's "All that I got is You" which contains a sample from the film, The Education of Sonny Carson.
In the clip, Sonny is locked up in juvie for a petty crime when he meets Smokey.
Here's the excerpt:
Smokey - What they give you, blood?
Sonny - Three months, man.
Smokey - Whatchu' doin' in here anway? You oughta' be home with your momma. How old are you, boy?
Sonny - Thirteen.
Smokey - Thirteen? Damn, the bastards must be runnin' outa niggaz to arrest.
So that's that, but apparently I misspelled Carson, writing Carlson. Here's what happened...
INT. CLASSROOM - MORNING
Student - You wrote Carlson.
Caught, the Teacher smiles.
Class (collectively) - Ooooooohhhhhh.
Teacher - Not ooooohhh. Wu.
A bunch of Knuckleheads throw up the Wu-Tang Clan W and the Class LAUGHS!
END SCENE
And that in a nutshell is why I still like teaching.
Signing off.
Birds-Eye
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