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8 year old boys are disgusting

Halfway through class Jacob’s eyes widened with fear and he told me that he needed to use the bathroom ASAP, pantomiming things falling out of his ass to communicate the urgency of the situation (my students are not shy about their bowel movements).

When he returned, he couldn’t stop smelling his fingers. I was hoping that meant he’d used a particularly fragrant soap while washing his hands.

But no. When he thought I wasn’t watching, he stuck his hand down the back of his pants (aka into the ass that shit had just come out of), wriggled it around for a few seconds, then pulled his hand back out and stuck two fingers up his nostrils.

He repeated this a few times in the next 15 minutes and I was internally freaking out because that kid was getting his poop-scented fingers all over my classroom table and chairs and door handle and…

then he let his fingers dig around back there for a really long time, took his hand back out, brought a finger to his tongue, and started licking.