//Latin 2 and 3 class
Elijah: The classroom is run exactly like the Roman empire. Mr. Johnson is a consul, and I'm the emperor. Everyone thinks that Mr. Johnson's in charge, but I'm the one that actually has all of the power.
//Latin 1, practicing play
Dexter: Ō Domitilla, vīta est dūra.
//Falls over and mimes dying, falls on top of Henry
//Almost immediately rolls over, crawls across the room, and pretends to be dead against the wall
Dexter: Death spasms.
Sam: Die passionately or I'll kill you passionately!
//Latin 1, Johnson has left the room, Dexter is speaking in a Scottish accent while practicing the play
//Throws a tennis ball from the bottom of a chair at Dexter who then hides behind the projector cart
//Throws another ball at Dexter, and it goes through a shelf in the cart and hits him
Sam: Justin get me my passion balls!
//Latin one class, Caitlin has won a trophy in the most recent Certamen, but hasn’t turned it in
Johnson: TURN IN THE TROPHY! I BET YOU HAVE IT SITTING ON THE MANTLE AND YOU DO YOUR HOMEWORK NEXT TO IT WHILE YOU SAY HAPPILY “I’M A CHAMPION!”
//Sebastien sneezes in the corner of the room
Johnson: YOU’RE THE REASON EVERYONE IN THE CLASS IS SICK! IF YOU WOULD ONLY TURN IN THAT TROPHY! ANDREW’S SICK, SEBASTIEN’S SICK, SALOMATU’S SICK, EVERYONE’S SICK! HENRY’S GONNA GET SICK! BRITNEY’S SICK! BRITNEY, ARE YOU SICK???
Britney: I’m not sick.
JOHNSON: THEN YOU’RE GONNA GET SICK!
[continues to yell at Caitlin for the rest of class]