After unsuccessfully trying to win my students over with promises of knowledge and better writing skills, I resorted to bribery: if they merely pretended to be interested in the next lesson, I promised to let them out fifteen minutes early. Even that only kind of worked. Midway through the next lesson, a student randomly asked me, “What are you doing for Thanksgiving, Ms. Baranick?”
It was even obvious from the typos in their most recent essays that they had Thanksgiving on the mind.
One student, when writing about three changes she plans on making in her life, was obviously subconsciously contemplating the effects of the delicious food she would be consuming the next day:
I plan on letting the trivial things in my life fall by the waistline.
I like how this one thinks. I’m all for letting my waistline fall by the wayside on Thanksgiving too.