Chirp/Chorp/Chirp/Harep/Chor/Chip/Chirp/Chap
Now you can hear…
Repeat after me. Chirp.
Shirp.
No, Chirp.
Shirp.
Chirp, Chirp, Chirp.
Shirp, Shirp, Shirp.
…the birds…
Write the sentences as you hear them, stop talking.
Seriously, stop talking!
Oleg, stop talking, stop cheating (stop trying to be retained for the second year in the row.)
If they only did their own work, we would all be alright.
Eyes wander unashamed, lips move flagrantly betraying their possessors.
Feet turn aside, toward the others while arms arch backward to steady the torso.
Scan.
Think. Wait don't. Just copy.
Surely "nion you hair the beir the shore" is how you write "Now you can hear the birds chirp."
Turn 180 to the espanole. Read.
And reconsider—Oh—
Its "Now you can here the bears chert."
That must be it.
Write quickly. La maestra is walking over.
Nah, don't bother. Just get the answer down.
Chirp/Chirp/Chirp/Chorp/Shore/
Chert/Chirp/Chirp/Shirt/Chures/
Stop talking, start writing.
Do your own work Raj.
Sari teechir.
Lips grin.
Why is it that they cheat? Cheating means a failing mind, but not a failing grade.
What are the consequences?
None.
Can't I punish them? Can't I make it so that they don't want to cheat anymore?
Can't I make it so that they learn?
Can't I make them learn?
Can't I make them?
Can't I?
Flip it
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