Ok, so here are 2 stories from today, read them and then please don't think I am a bad teacher.
Story 1: 7th period is basically my worst class. It's right after lunch and the last academic class of the day. I think they do like me, but they are just ridiculous. So each day my classes have to come in and answer some daily geography questions using an atlas. 1/3 of the kids in 7th period just sit around and chat while the others do the questions. We always go over the answers so if they just sit there they get the answers but that isn't fair. So today I said whoever wasn't finished had to go sit outside and finish while we went over the answers. At first no one moves, so then I started calling on kids I knew weren't finished to go outside. Then a bunch more start to get up. Then 2/3 of the class goes to sit outside. Inside I started to panick. Now the kids wanted to go outside. They didn't want to stay inside. What to do??? I went over the answers quickly with the 6 kids that were left and prayed nothing bad would happen with the kids outside. I know one of them though starts running around the boardwalk that goes around my class, but I was just hoping it would all turn out ok.
So I get all the kids to come back in, and I hear them saying to eachother to do the same thing again the next day----I don't think so. So after they were all seated I said we would do the same thing again tomorrow but this time whoever has to go outside would get a student reminder (which is a punishment and they have to get it signed by their parents and they hate them).
Moral of story 1: don't make going outside more attractive than staying inside...
Story 2:
School was now out and I had to have a meeting with a student and another teacher in the room next to mine. I left a bunch of boys in my room though to go to my meeting and since school was out I assumed they would just go home---wrong. I could hear lots of movement occurring in my room during my meeting so I figured they were probably still in my room. When I walked back into my room I was overpowered by the unmistakable smell of matches that had been lit and then blown out. So far I haven't found anything that has been burned in my room and no smoke alarms went off but I'm pretty sure they were burning matches or something in here while I was gone. What is it with boys and fire? Actually I kind of like fire too.
Moral of story 2: don't leave boys alone in my room even if it is after school---especially if it is after school
