I was humiliated in my advisory period because I don’t “do” any extreme sports. Allow me to set the scene…
After a student saw a Ron Jon sticker on my filing cabinet, he started asking me such questions like…
Why would you go to Ron Jon…do you even surf? …No
Do you skate? …No
Do you ATV? …No
Do you hunt? …No
After listing a few more “extreme” sports, and me answering NO, he finally asked me, in a condescending tone, “Mr. G…what extreme sports do you do?” After thinking about it for 5 seconds, which is the current attention span for a 7th grader, I decided that I didn’t “do” any extreme sports.
He finally asked me if I fished. I reluctantly said “yes” in the hopes that the barrage of unintentionally insulting questions would end. Little does he know, that I only fish for crabs one weekend during the summer, but that’ll be my little secret.