I really do like you
“You don’t like me.”
“Yes, I do.”
“But you moved me up front.”
“That’s to help you pay attention. I can cue you better that way, and you’ll be less distracted.”
“This class blows.”
“I’m sorry you feel that way.”
“It’s not you. It’s having English last period and my medicine wears off and I’m hyper. I can’t help it.”
“I know. I can deal with that. I’m not mad at you. I know that you have a real battle to pay attention when your meds wear off, and I’m trying to help you. That’s why I moved you. I’m not fighting against you; I’m fighting for you. And if you have to sit by yourself to write a paper sometimes, that’s not because I’m trying to punish you; it’s because that’s what works.
“I bet you wish I wasn’t in here.”
“No, I don’t wish that. I want you here. I like you. I like every one of you, and I’d miss you if you were gone. Class wouldn’t be the same.”
It’s true. I really do like them all.
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