There is really nothing like teaching in a classroom with a small window in the winter time. Because then, when a student comes into class every day with some gastrointestinal problems, there is nowhere for the air to go.
Every day. The same kid. Passes gas. Really loud. Really stinky.
And every day, I try to be the mature one and not make a big deal about it.
Tomorrow I don't know if I can take the higher ground.