Nothing that a few drinks and Friday can’t fix…
It’s been a LONG week. Monday was Monday all day, and Tuesday 10th graders had the writing test. I was fortunate/unfortunate enough to not have to administer so I got to babysit for three hours. The other teacher couldn’t get his video equipment to work so we combined our classes to have just under 40 students in a room. Only about 10 were actually ours. Let’s just say using Castaway for concepts of scarcity and opportunity cost was not the best idea ever…at least not with that many. It was a totally lost concept on most. Now, I must say. My students were not disruptive and I am so very proud of them. So Tuesday was wasted if a student did not have the writing exam.
Wednesday it was explained to me just how much of a B* I was. The student has grossly underestimated my capabilities. I let her rant and then asked if she was done. She wasn’t. When she finally finished I contacted security. I didn’t want to prematurely have her removed. Besides, I needed enough time to write down the full string of profanity she unleashed. They don’t do much to them, but at least I didn’t have to deal with her Thursday. She is a graduating senior and will ask for my help before the year is out. It will be at that point that I will remind her of what she thinks of me. I will help her, but it won’t be nearly as easy as it could be. I don’t want to see anyone fail, but I do believe there are lessons to be learned in school that are totally unrelated to the academic content. One is don’t hack off your superiors.
Thursday was a blur with a hilarious tornado drill and Teach For America visionaries who will one day change the world by joining inner city schools for two years. Yeah, it’s a great way to get your student loans paid. I’d do it. I’m doing it now and will still have my student loans when I’m done. It just doesn’t seem right.
Today we did group activities involving various planning and budgeting. For the most part it was a good day. Still glad that I do not have to rise at 5 AM tomorrow.







Wow, sounds like a rough week. Things have changed, I remember in high school a girl cussed a teacher and the teacher, a woman who seemed ancient at the time, slapped her on the face. Hang in there and I think calling security was a wise decision.
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*sigh…no, we can’t hit them unless they hit us.
I just took it with a scary calm and had her removed. Security is called at least once each week. Sometimes more. It’s the nature of it. Once they settled, we really had a good class Thursday.
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