“Is it ok if I play music?”
The algebra students had just begun the first part of their final exam. I didn’t want to break the silence, but I really wanted music while I graded the last few assignments that had somehow appeared the hand-in box since yesterday. (Funny thing how that happens at this point in the semester.)
They were ok with music, so I turned the volume down a bit, skipped a song once in a while, and sometimes turned the volume back up.
Clarissa was the first one done. She gave me her paper and sat back down and after a minute or two raised her hand.
“Yes?”
“Can you turn the music up?”
“Turn it up?” I asked.
“Yeah. Is this your playlist?” she asked with evident surprise.
I smiled. “Yes… why?”
“Mister, your playlist is fire!”