The girl who thinks I have five husbands looked at me, like she had a really serious question to ask me.
Girl: Um... Do you think I'm crazy?
Me: No. You are very imaginative, though...
Girl: But do you think I'll end up in a mental... you know...?
Me: Mental asylum? I doubt it. But anyone can. I think I would be more likely to end up in a mental asylum than you are.
Girl: Why?
Me: You know... the whole two lives thing... five husbands...?
Girl: But we both know that you do have five husbands. And anyway, you have no feelings!
Me: Ouch!
I don't think she meant that in a mean way - it certainly didn't come across that way when she said it. I would take it as a compliment, actually, in that I don't have very changeable moods as a teacher, but keep it a bit more professional. Despite hearing all about my love life from an 11-yr-old.
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