I was tidying up after class while two of my boys were still searching around for coats, pencil cases and other paraphernalia that they had managed to misplace during the day. One of them stopped, looked at me quizzically and then plucked up the courage to ask
"Is it true that you don't have any control over us after ten past three?"
Oh here goes. He has an older brother in secondary school who has obviously discovered his rebellious streak and is trying to corrupt his younger sibling.
I took a deep breath and answered truthfully
"No that's not true. While I don't have any responsibility for you after ten past three, I ALWAYS have control over you."
Don't even think about it, Sunshine!
He thought about that for a moment.
"Eh, Miss, what do you mean?"
His friend glanced up from behind the library where he was trying to retrieve his football boot from under the bookcase, and said
"She means, if you fall and break your leg after ten past three, it's nothing to do with her, but if you do something wrong, she'll still give you an eatin'!"
That child should go for a career in law........or politics.
"Oh, I see. Bye Miss. See you tomorrow."