Just remembered a little story about one of my firstgraders. She would always cry when I would call her back to work directly with me so one day I asked her why and she told me ” When I cry at home, my Mamma don’t make me do nothin”. Well, I told her I wasn’t her Mamma and we were here to work. So, the next day when it was her turn to work with me, she put her tiny little hands on her hips and told me “My Mamma says I don’t have to do nothin you and Miss — says to do”. Oh well, so much for mutual respect.