Finally! Some real advice!
My observer from the college came to my worst hour on Friday. Needless to say, it was absolutely horrific. They were rude, even to her! I could not believe it.
Anyway, she was the first person to just come out and say it - you need to go over procedures again. They are not following them, so make them practice them until they get them right. It may take all week, but I think it needs to be done.
So, I am about to put together lesson plans covering procedures, respect, and how to identify a subject and a verb. Yes, elementary, but they literally cannot identify the subject and the verb.
Bring on the word searches, dictionary definitions, moral movies, and complete sentences!
Sunday, September 20, 2009
Friday, September 4, 2009
Kids Are Dumb
This is the middle school version of "You Might Be a Redneck If . . ." or "Here's Your Sign."
1. A middle schooler was drinking a bottle of water on her way to lunch. A teacher approaches her.
Teacher (keep in mind, he used to work at Kojak - however you spell it): "Oh no! You're not drinking water, are you?!"
Student: "Ye-es?"
Teacher: "Didn't you know that fish poop in water?"
Student: "Ewwwwww! Gross! I'm never drinking water again! I'm only going to drink tea and pop!"
Yep, kids are dumb.
2. A lady worked at the women's prison for several years and decided to quit and go into teaching. Her first couple of weeks, she had no discipline problems whatsoever, and the students almost seemed scared to talk in class. She finally asked if there was something wrong, and one particularly brave student said, "We heard you just got out of prison."
Yep, kids are dumb.
3. One of the new teachers at the middle school is a tall guy who teaches history. He is a little quirky and has that perfect mysterious personality that keeps the kids just on edge enough not to try anything (mostly). I'm not sure this mysterious personality has not gone a little over the line, however, for, apparently, the rumor has begun that he eats kids. Yes, you read that right. The students think he eats children. Needless to say, he has not discouraged this idea, and has even warned them that those students who suddenly disappeared off the roster - well, you get the idea.
Yep, kids are dumb.
More to come, I'm sure.
1. A middle schooler was drinking a bottle of water on her way to lunch. A teacher approaches her.
Teacher (keep in mind, he used to work at Kojak - however you spell it): "Oh no! You're not drinking water, are you?!"
Student: "Ye-es?"
Teacher: "Didn't you know that fish poop in water?"
Student: "Ewwwwww! Gross! I'm never drinking water again! I'm only going to drink tea and pop!"
Yep, kids are dumb.
2. A lady worked at the women's prison for several years and decided to quit and go into teaching. Her first couple of weeks, she had no discipline problems whatsoever, and the students almost seemed scared to talk in class. She finally asked if there was something wrong, and one particularly brave student said, "We heard you just got out of prison."
Yep, kids are dumb.
3. One of the new teachers at the middle school is a tall guy who teaches history. He is a little quirky and has that perfect mysterious personality that keeps the kids just on edge enough not to try anything (mostly). I'm not sure this mysterious personality has not gone a little over the line, however, for, apparently, the rumor has begun that he eats kids. Yes, you read that right. The students think he eats children. Needless to say, he has not discouraged this idea, and has even warned them that those students who suddenly disappeared off the roster - well, you get the idea.
Yep, kids are dumb.
More to come, I'm sure.
Hmmmm . . .
Haven't posted in a while, mostly because I'm so high-strung by the time I get home that I don't even want to think about school or any of the little monsters I can't get to do what I ask.
So, this week. We took more notes - they complained. Then yesterday and today they began an assignment - they complained. Hopefully when they get their progress reports next week, they will decide they need to stop complaining and goofing off and begin paying attention. Hopefully.
Yesterday was by far the most eventful. I broke up two fights IN MY ROOM, sent a kid to the office - my first referral - and another to intervention for throwing sharpened pencils across the room, and had one student tardy yet again - even WITH his mother court-mandated to follow him around all day to make sure he gets to class on time. The evening before I had talked to a parent about her son's complete disregard for anything I ask him to do - his behavior had not changed at all, and when I spoke to him out in the hall, he did not seem to care at all.
I did have a sort of epiphany, though. I simply decided that I was going to enjoy my life no matter what and not let these little kids mess up my attitude. It worked yesterday, and my students seemed to pick up on my mood and lighten up a little.
Then last night my husband's grandfather passed away, complicating some family issues he has already been having, and even though I tried to be bright and pleasant, I'm not sure I succeeded.
At any rate, it has been an eventful week, but the hecticness is becoming everyday, and it doesn't seem to rile me as much anymore. I don't know what that means as far as my teaching ability, but I'm not giving up yet.
So there is my eventful week! Next week we finish our assignment using the state rubric and take a test over it - then we FINALLY begin our first writing project! I can't wait to hear the creative reasons they will voice for not needing to write them! They'll make it, though, and hopefully, if they live beyond the age of 18 and actually go to college, they will at least be able to go on and succeed in life because of my class, whether they realize and/or are thankful for it or not.
So, this week. We took more notes - they complained. Then yesterday and today they began an assignment - they complained. Hopefully when they get their progress reports next week, they will decide they need to stop complaining and goofing off and begin paying attention. Hopefully.
Yesterday was by far the most eventful. I broke up two fights IN MY ROOM, sent a kid to the office - my first referral - and another to intervention for throwing sharpened pencils across the room, and had one student tardy yet again - even WITH his mother court-mandated to follow him around all day to make sure he gets to class on time. The evening before I had talked to a parent about her son's complete disregard for anything I ask him to do - his behavior had not changed at all, and when I spoke to him out in the hall, he did not seem to care at all.
I did have a sort of epiphany, though. I simply decided that I was going to enjoy my life no matter what and not let these little kids mess up my attitude. It worked yesterday, and my students seemed to pick up on my mood and lighten up a little.
Then last night my husband's grandfather passed away, complicating some family issues he has already been having, and even though I tried to be bright and pleasant, I'm not sure I succeeded.
At any rate, it has been an eventful week, but the hecticness is becoming everyday, and it doesn't seem to rile me as much anymore. I don't know what that means as far as my teaching ability, but I'm not giving up yet.
So there is my eventful week! Next week we finish our assignment using the state rubric and take a test over it - then we FINALLY begin our first writing project! I can't wait to hear the creative reasons they will voice for not needing to write them! They'll make it, though, and hopefully, if they live beyond the age of 18 and actually go to college, they will at least be able to go on and succeed in life because of my class, whether they realize and/or are thankful for it or not.
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