So, being set on establishing those routines and putting out fires as they come up at the beginning of school, I say to her. " Well honey, you're the Student Teacher, have everyone sit on the carpet and we'll call a meeting." So being the efficient little boss lady that she is (I know a leader when I see 'em) she barks out the order for everyone to quiet down and sit for a meeting to discuss our "issues" at recess. As everyone quieted down, I asked her to tell what went on. Little Pixie in the frilly skirt proceeds to address the crowd and spurts out, with out missing a syllable, "The problem is...when I was holding the door open _________ (insert your own little darlin's name here...and 'ya know you have one already!) called me a M...F'er!"
And know what??? Nobody flinched...not even their Teacher. She was too busy trying to contain her giggles!