Treat'em Like Dogs

Okay, you know I like my students. And you should know that I love dogs. It just constantly amazes me how much my animal training knowledge comes in handy with my students. And in this case I'm not even talking about the baby-brat classes. I'm talking about my 1st and 2nd graders. They really like to play, but they respect me when I put my foot down (occasionally right on their jugular vein). And they like it when I give them a job to do. I now have the undying love of one girl named Risa because I make her carry my tote bag after class. And the first time she had to carry it it weighed a friggin' ton. Like it was probably dangerous for her to carry it down 3 flights of stairs. I also have a boy named Shintarou who has become my slave, too. Last week he came to class early and caught me hiding a bunch of the items we would use for the lesson around the classroom. So I got him to help me hide some of the objects. Well, now he'll do anything for me. After class I have him put the CD away, and carry the player down to the front desk with Risa and me. If this keeps up I'm going to have a parade of students escorting me in a month or so. I'll get them to sweep the ground in front of me, and throw rose petals at my feet and fan me with palm fronds. Ahhhhh, to be adored is wonderful and I plan to enjoy every second of it.