This Is My Life

Table 1 seems to have a general commotion going on. I realize that the boys there are freaking out that some girls from another table are going through their mosaic paper pieces, looking for more blue.   Boy: Ms. Cooper!!   Me: Oh, stop it. I told them they could look.   Boy: That's sexual harassment!   Me: *laugh* *roll eyes* Oh, please.   Girl: That's not sexual harrassment! We don't know how to do sexual harassment!   I just walked away, laughing quietly.