It's Friiiiiiiiiday!

It's Friday! Friiiidaaaaaaay! Here at Mac and Fingers it has been a long week. Along with redesigning our website and trying to blog, and Karen trying to pay bills on time, I started a new teaching term where I am teaching every single day. I love my teaching job (well, this particular job, anyway) but I have to tell you, I'm dealing with a situation that I'm not quite certain how to handle.

I am teaching a group of about 9 boys, ages 18-22. That in and of itself is not a big deal. They have pretty good manners. They are respectful. They sing when I tell them to sing and the atmosphere is relaxed and it is generally a pleasant 50 minutes. The problem is this:

They stink.

And I don't mean their singing, either

Not all of them, I'm sure. I'm not getting close enough to find out who does and who doesn't. No thank you. It's a small room with poor ventilation and some of these boys need to bathe! My 8 yr. old smells better than some of these guys!

So yesterday I am in class and after about ten minutes I say," Hey student P, could you open the window a bit?" Student P looks at the window and says,"Uhm, it's covered with plastic." (The building is an old, Tudor style, estate home and they STILL cover the windows with plastic every winter.

I do believe, in that very moment, the room got that. much. smaller. I seriously have considered just taking a knife and cutting the plastic off. I can see the headline now: Professor Crashes the Window in Desperate Attempt to Breathe.

I have 15 more weeks with these young ones. Any suggestions on how to handle it?

Yours, considering gas masks, Lysol, nose plugs and whatever else you might have,

Melissa