I know... second post for today... but it is something that I feel might be a good discussion topic. Just the other night, I was at McDonald's with my best friend who is also a teacher. We used to teach at the same school, but I was transfered to another school. The school that this friend of mine teaches at has been MY school, meaning that all of the students that have graduated from eighth grade as of 2005 have been under my watchful eye since they were in first grade. I know these students very well. This friend of mine goes the extra mile for his eighth grade students. I mean he got MY eighth grade students asking ME why don't we do the same things that the other eighth grade students from the other school (my old school) is doing? He also has such a personal connection with his students. Sometimes I wish I did, but then I think that it gets a little too much. For example: We are in his car at about 10:00pm driving into town. His cellphone rings. It's one of his students. "Where are you going? I saw your car pass by." Another example: We are in a restaurant. Cellphone again. "Hey! Can I get some food? I see your car parked outside..." As you can see, he has befriended his students so much that they call him as if he's another one of their teen friends. Okay... befriend your students fine... but How Far is Far Enough? Back at McDonalds. We are done eating, and we are just chatting now. One of his students storms into McDonalds and comes to sit with us. Then he has this sad look on his face saying that he saw his car parked outside, so he came inside. "I'm hungry" he says. My friend digs in his pocket and can only conjur up a dollar. He knows I have money, and then he looks at me and asks me for five dollars. It gets better I promise. The kid accepts the six dollars and then says... a meal cost six dollars and cents! OH MY GOSH! I was going to die of a heartattack!!! Then my friend asks me if I have any change in my purse... so I give another dollar. Then this kid gets up and leaves the restaurant after thanking his TEACHER. Nevermind the person who supplied the money. And then he looks at me because by then I had "that look" on my face. On the drive home, I say... "you give your all for these kids for the whole school year, and then when you meet them during the summer they think of you continue to give... and today, you didn't have anything to give so you outsource... how far is it going to go? It's getting to the point where it has passed ridiculous" Mind you... this is not the first time his ex-students have come up to him for money. This is just the first time that he has ever asked me to give my money. We had a quiet drive home and then he says that I hurt his feelings. He says that I don't know "these kids". They come from broken homes and blah blah blah blah drama drama drama. Am i just being a heartless HAG. I mean really. I love my students to the death, but I know when to call it quits.