Invisible friends

As I pass out worksheets to my students I invariably hand out a stack one short or one too many for at least one row. It seems I have created a unintentional habit of passing out an extra paper to a certain row. The last kid will hold up the paper for me, and I'll say, "Oh that one's for your invisible friend". To which one girl replied, "Yeah, it's his only friend."
We all had a good laugh... I think I'll like teaching this class.

I asked the girl if dinner at her house was really fun- I could just imagine the quips flying back and forth across the table, much like it used to be when our Marine was still at home. She said no, her father didn't appreciate sarcasm. Shame, that.