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Rule #3

This morning I am drinking my juice and thinking I can finish this week because of students like JP.

Yesterday as I was walking through desks making sure everyone was working on the beginning exercise, three students ask if they can go get materials from their locker.

"No," I respond to each student trying to start class.

"Rule #3," says a little girl in the back.

"What?" I ask puzzled and wondering if she is talking about the exercise we're doing on conventions (punctuation, capitalization, spelling, etc.).

"It's rule #3," she says obviously frustrated yet trying to tell me something.

"What is rule #3?" I ask as I sit down next to her group.

"Prepared. It's rule #3!" she answers with her angelic smile.

"I'm teaching back here with the smart kids," I reply chuckling to myself. If only life were this easy.

I go to my cupboard, toss JP a piece of candy, smile, and continue class. We have class standards that start with the letter 'P' such as prompt, prepared, particpate, etc. Prepared is a class standard. Students ares supposed to be prepared when they come to class.

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