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Marvellous Misunderstandings

Mark’s staff party last June had an added twist. There was a surprise component in which his staff presented Mark and I with a wedding gift certificate. In addition, they dressed him up in bows and a parasol and gave him gag gifts (see earlier blog). One such gift, which was the obvious crowd-pleaser, was The Idiot’s Guide to Kama Sutra. A scary, older co-worker of Mark’s, (we’ll call her Nanna), who has a strange, eery and unwelcome flirtatious air about her, was very VERY entranced with this book. She pored over it for hours during the festivities.

Upon returning to school this past week, Mark ran into Nanna. The following conversation ensued.

Nanna says with a sideways smile, “You were funny at the party.”

Mark smiles awkwardly back, “It was fun.” (Because what else do you say to creepy old lady who has ulterior motives?)

“Have you taken a good look at that book yet?” She is obviously referring to the Kama Sutra book. Mark thinks she is talking about When Kids Can’t Read by Kylene Boers.

“Uh, I hadn’t really thought about it much.”

“Finding it useful?”

“I guess” Mark says, wondering where this conversation is going. She doesn’t usually show so much interest in pedagogy so early into the school year.

“Did you already know all that stuff in it?” She asks slyly.

“Uh……some of it.”

She grins at him and winks, “I knew ALL of it.”

The conversation ends. Nanna thinks she has firmly planted a sexual proposition into a cute young (albeit newly MARRIED) teacher’s mind. Mark thinks Nanna must be very serious about student learning.