He Makes Quite The Impression

There's a teacher at my school. Mr. B.
He's loud and crazy and a fabulous teacher. He's one of those that believes you need to really freak kids out in the first few weeks so you don't have any trouble later on. It works for him--I'm not good at acting like I might be a crazy person.

Anyway, I was asking my cute, tiny little precious 6th graders how their first week of middle school went.
little Kevin: well, I like this class. But I don't like Mr. B's class. He is too loud.
Others: Yeah, he's loud and mean!
little Ricardo: yeah, I like this class, and science, and math, and gym.
Me: That's all your classes.
little Monae: not Mr. B's!! We don't like him! He is MEAN!

Me: Well, tell me some good things that happened this week.
little Kenneth: Well, it was funny when Mr. B gave Kevin detention.
others: Yeah!
little Ryan: And when Mr. B yelled at Myshae. That was funny.
others: Yeah!
little Imani: And when Mr. B was dancing and singing.

Me: So, lots of good things happened in Mr. B's class, right? So he can't be all bad.
Class: *confused mumbles* huh, I guess so, huh.