R has been talking about some pizza he ate last night all day. I am busy helping T with the rough draft of her essay.
R: "Mr. A! Mr. A! I need help, I need help!"
Mr. A: "Just a minute R, I need to finish with T."
R.: "Forget her dusty essay, I finna need help now!"
Mr. A: "OK R, what's up?"
R. "Did I tell you about the pizza I ate last night, that mug was good Mr. A. I was finna eat that thing in no time."
Mr. A: "How's the essay coming R?"
R: "Mr. A, why you always finna change the subject to school?"
Mr. A: "I know, teachers are always finna do those kinds of things...how inconsiderate of us."
R: "So back to my pizza..."