Notes left on my white board

It was Period 3.
I gave my students 10 minutes of free time.

My sweet student Michael, who screams and yells over me most of the time while I'm teaching, said, "Who wants to play Hangman?" He had no takers. His face dropped to his feet and he looked like he just lost his favorite puppy. I felt so bad for him that I volunteered, "I'll play with you, Michael." Here was his game: 54 letters! Oh wait, no, I stand corrected. 53 letters and one number.

In case you can't see it, here's a close-up. Notice the lack of an apostrophe -s; however, he made up for it by the addition of a number "3" as one of the 26 letters to choose from.

The little hellion actually made a hangman puzzle that admitted he was a little hellion. It was a bit adorable. I gave him a huge bear hug, and he might have blushed.