"Do you have your iPad?" I asked my Gracie Allen homeroom student this morning. She had tried to borrow a laptop earlier, and I had put the ix-nay on that, but it seemed as if she was now absorbed in something below table level, and so the question.
"Yes!" she told me brightly.
"Then bring it over here so I can show you what we are working on," I directed her.
Her face turned stormy and without even looking up she snapped, "No! I don't want to!"
My eyebrows shot up in surprise, for she is usually quite cooperative. "Uh oh!" I said.
She raised her head and looked at my face. "I mean," she responded breathlessly, "Coming right away!"
And she did.
"Yes!" she told me brightly.
"Then bring it over here so I can show you what we are working on," I directed her.
Her face turned stormy and without even looking up she snapped, "No! I don't want to!"
My eyebrows shot up in surprise, for she is usually quite cooperative. "Uh oh!" I said.
She raised her head and looked at my face. "I mean," she responded breathlessly, "Coming right away!"
And she did.
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