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Yesterday in class, I saw that a student had written "Darth Vader" on the side of his book. This caused one of the few uncontrollable laughing spells I've ever had in front of the class. I started imagining having the actual Darth Vader in my 8th grade algebra class.
**Metallic Breathing Sound**
(pause)
(in deep James Earl Jones voice): "Now, distribute the negative"
(pause)
**Resume Metallic Breathing Sound**
I just imagine him, 7 feet tall in full black cape and helmet, taking up one side of the 2-person desks in my classroom. Sharing with Becky. Tiny, pale, skinny Becky, cowering nervously at the 4 inches of table Darth has left her.
**Metallic Breathing Sound**
(black armored arm raised)
Me: Uhh, yes, Darth?
Darth: Mr. T....I am your father.
Me: Can we save that for after class, Darth?
(pause)
**Resume Metallic Breathing Sound**
And woe be unto me if I just don't explain it well enough.
**Metallic Breathing Sound (this time more animated)**
Darth: I do NOT understand.
(reaches out hand from the back of the room to do the "force choke" on me)
Me: **cough, gasp** they're reciprocals
(lets me go)
Darth: Of course. Reciprocals.
(pause)
Darth: My bad.
(pause)
**Resume Metallic Breathing Sound**
Maybe I've just been under too much stress lately, but I just lost it laughing at that.