so yesterday, i arm wrestled one of my students.

sometimes i forget how big kids can get when they're thirteen. and i have this one kid, pablo, who is funny and naughty and mischievous, and has that line that runs down well-defined forearms. so i asked him if i could arm wrestle him.

i think he was really embarrassed. it took a couple of askings before he said yes, and then he tried to "let" me win. i guess it's not a great idea to kick your teacher's ass in an arm wrestling match? i dunno.

anyways, i wish i could say that i pounded on him, but the truth of the matter is that he whooped on me. and my arm still hurts.

on the other hand, i wouldn't trade the entire bonding experience for the world.