whack

I was up at the front of the room the other day, preparing for that days math lesson. We were going to review symmetry, and I was cutting out big shapes so they could tell me how many lines of symmetry each shape had. As I was cutting out a crescent moon, I hear a "psst" from the kid in front of me.  I look at him, and smiling he says,

"miss ward, i sure hope you aren't going to moon us!"

you better believe that i wacked him over the head with my stack of papers...

little punk.